I wasn’t sure when it happened.
I wasn’t sure when Evelyn wormed her way into my chest, burrowing there, making herself at home inside of it— almost as if she’d always been there and I just hadn’t had the eyes to see her.
I stared at the monitor in front of me, my eyes examining the small fractures in her rib cage. I didn’t understand what I was feeling— why the tiny cracks in her ribs felt like wide fissures in my own chest, threatening to shatter my insides into pieces. I wasn’t sure when she did it— or how she did it so quickly— but a space in my chest had been carved out for her, perfectly shaped to cradle her carefully inside of me as if she were the most precious cargo to ever exist.
I’d never imagined myself feeling this way for anyone— and if I ever had, it definitely wouldn’
