Jessica went into a coma 49 days ago.
49 whole days.
She has a chance of waking up.
But I'm not going to be fooled.
She's not gonna wake up.
She's gonna die like everyone else who is important to me.
Everyone but Joseph.
But if things keep going like they're going, he's gonna die too.
Another heart break.
And that's why I don't talk to him anymore either.
I don't talk to anyone.
I've gone completely mute.
No one will ever hear the sound of my voice again.
Not even me.
I was getting better.
I was mending.
But Jessica got hurt.
And it happened.
And I broke.
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49
Short Story"The number 49 never used to have any significance in my life. It was always just the number after 48 and before 50. But that was before it happened."
