The nights are the worst; the days aren’t much fun but at least nobody gives you time to think, or to feel. I lie under the coarse cold sheet, with no possibility of arms around me, and feel a fear like no other, a fear that squeezes cold tears out from under my tight-shut eyelids. “I cannot bear…
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