Daniel — somehow — survived. His body was battered, ribs broken, lungs bruised, spine cracked, but he lived. He spent two weeks in the intensive care unit (ICU), half-conscious and hooked to machines.
The first time he opened his eyes, he didn't ask for me or what had happened. He only whispered, "Lily?" and then fell apart so violently, it broke something in me that hasn't healed since.
Daniel — somehow — survived.
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