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VIII

When I enter the room, my girl is laying in the hospital bed with a distant look in her eyes, her imagination had probably taken her far away like so many times before.

She'd always say it's a part of being an introvert but the way she could just escape reality always worried me slightly.

I sit on the chair by her bed and uncounciously reach for her hand, squeezing it slightly. She doesn't pull away, but she doesn't react either.

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