Camilla
We arrived at Julie's apartment, and she slumped onto the couch with a heavy sigh, the weight of her feelings evident in every movement.
"Thank you for coming to my rescue," she said quietly.
"I'm glad I could help," I said, setting her medications on the table. But my relief was quickly followed by wrath. "Julie, but you shouldn't have done that," I said firmly, my voice filled with fear.
Her eyes welled up with tears, which quickly rolled down her cheeks. She looked at me, her sadness sharp and overwhelming.
"I just wanted to end it all," she explained, her voice cracking. "I wanted to escape everything."
Her words struck me like a punch to the chest. I drew closer, my voice full of surprise and hurt. "Would you end your life? Over a man? Julie, you deserve so
