C39 Emmi: Mistakes
I watch as he walks out, and I know I made him worse. He was fine, but I know he took my words to heart. I just wanted to help, and somehow, in the process, I made him worse. I lie still, my body wrapped around the thick throw, waiting, and watching the door. Slowly, I feel my eyes slip closed as I wait for him to come back.
The bang has me jolting awake
