Trap Me or Free Me
The nurse reassured me, "Your vocal cords are severely damaged, so you can't speak for now. If you need anything, just write it down."
She placed a pen and notebook by my side.
My left hand was fully cast, completely immobile. Still, I could move my right hand.
It was only then that I noticed something in the palm of my hand.
My breathing quickened as my eyes locked onto the photo, hastily pieced together with tape.
It was a picture of me and Clint!
Before he went missing, he had wanted to break up with me.
I refused. We had a huge fight, and in my anger, I tore up every photo we had together.
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