[ i'm fine is the lie he tells himself and all those around him when they pry too closely with their fingers into his open and gaping wound. i'm fine is just as much of a hollow sentiment as i'm sorry for your loss is. it only encourages him further, his strides steady and purposeful as he navigates his way along the corridors to her room. ]
I'm going.
[ she never specified which bed it is he should take to. ]
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I'm going.
[ she never specified which bed it is he should take to. ]