I wanted to grab her and tell her that I was sorry. I wanted to tell her that I should not have crossed that line, that I should have protected her instead of pulling her into my chaos. I wanted to tell her that I would take it all back if I could.
But none of that mattered anymore.
The damage had already been done.
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I took her back home for treatment because there was nothing else left for me to do.
I remember the drive like a blur of road and regret. Lily sat beside me, quiet in a way that scared me more than her screaming ever could have. She looked out the window the entire time, her hands folded in her lap, her body present while her mind seemed somewhere far away. I kept glancing at her like if I looked long enough, she would come back to me. She never did.
When we arrived at
