I lay in that hospital bed feeling abandoned by my own life, trapped in a body that no longer felt like mine. The girl’s presence became my only anchor. She said little, but her calm gaze and that single whispered promise—“You’ll smile again”—cut through the numbness more than any medicine. When the nurses denied she existed, I almost let myself believe I had invented her just to survive.
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