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There’s Hope

Author: Siwa Rose
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-05 08:46:24

Imogene Scott

The days after the transplant are a blur of fear and waiting. Every small beep of the monitors, every flicker of change in Lily’s expression, sends my heart into overdrive. I can’t breathe. My mind races with worst-case scenarios, and no matter how much I try to push them away, they creep in, clawing at my sanity.

I sit by Lily’s hospital bed, my fingers lightly brushing her soft curls. She looks so small under the blankets, her skin still pale, her body fighting a battle that I can’t help her with. It tears me apart. Every hour feels like a lifetime, and I cling to any shred of hope the doctors offer, though their reassurances often feel hollow. I hate that I have to rely on them, on treatments I barely understand.

Damien is always nearby. He sits beside me, his hand on my shoulder or holding mine when I tremble.

"She’s going to be okay," he tells me over and over again but I know he’s just as scared.

I can see it in his eyes, the way they linger on Lily’s fragile
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