A woman lay in a simple but specialized bed. Rails guarding the sides as she gripped onto the edges, grasping onto them for dear life. Or rather
for the life she had created. Through squinted eyes she saw her lovers hand reach out for her own. She gladly took the offer of support, more mental support, but support
nonetheless. She could still wring out her husband's hand to share a portion of the pain; a sliver of pain compared to the excruciating pain she was going through.
A woman lay in a simple but specialized bed. Rails guarding the sides as she gripped onto the edges, grasping onto them for dear life. Or rather
for the life she had created. Through squinted eyes she saw her lovers hand reach out for her own. She gladly took the offer of support, more mental support, but support
nonetheless. She could still wring out her husband's hand to share a portion of the pain; a sliver of pain compared to the excruciating pain she was going through.