Chapter Fifty-Eight

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How can it be that my memories are more alive than I am?   ~David Jones~    Romano The world moved on, but mine stood still. I haven't been the same since I got mia back, neither has she. My world now revolved around her, listening to specialists, especially physiologists, talk about her. They spoke of her like a case, and I wouldn't blame them; they had no emotional ties with her, only I did. Mia didn't get better; she got worse. Charlie said she should be hospitalized, and that is what I did. I got a whole floor for her with doctors specifically committed to making her better, yet she remained unconscious to the point of feeding through tubes. I knew she must have gone through both physical and mental pain; that is why she had chosen unconsciousness over memories. If Mia's case had

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