"Try saying something."
I can't.
My throat feels like fire.
But I can see.
See him looking at me from the small window on the door.
Three days since I woke up, and he comes to me all the time.
He doesn't try to come close.
He just stays afar.
But I want him here.
I want to tell him that I won't mind.
But all I could do is enter his dreams.
I can't speak.
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FanfictionHe has some deep scars. But he is healing. Healing for him.