Those words settled deep inside me. I repeated them to myself when pain flared or when fear crept in during the early hours of the morning.
Ezoic
I began to wait for her presence. In a place where I felt unseen, she made me feel noticed.
She never touched the machines or asked questions. She simply stayed. And somehow, that was enough.
Ezoic
Doubt and Disbelief
When I finally regained my voice, one of the first things I asked a nurse about was the girl. The nurse listened kindly, then gently shook her head. No one matching that description had been recorded as a visitor. There were no notes, no sign that anyone had been coming to sit with me at night.
