They Cut Me Out Of Their Lives For Years Then I Became The Only Person Who Could Save Her

the betrayal. Not the years of silence. Only precision. Only movement. Only the narrow line between life and death.

My hands didn’t tremble.

Not once.

When it was over, she was still alive.

Barely, but alive.

Ventilated. Stabilized. Given a chance.

That was enough.

I removed my gloves slowly, like delaying the inevitable by even a few seconds might help. continue reading …