*Ami*
I feel my chest contracting in sobbing cramps, fighting to push out more tears, but there are no tears left.
Luke holds me gently, trying to comfort me, but it’s clear he’s clinging to his last reserves himself. The last couple of days’ ups and downs have been taxing on him.
It seemed like he was doing fine, slowly recovering, and I thought he would be back in shape in no time. And now this… it just isn’t fair.
We were sitting by his bedside, both Luke and I, talking about the rehabilitation and time in the hospital, when he started slurring his words, becoming incoherent.
At first, we thought it was due to the still fairly large amount of pain medication he was getting. He even laughed about it himself.
But it got worse, and when he suddenly complained that one of his eyes did
