Alone in the Storm

DAPHNE

The hospital ward felt colder than before, or maybe it was just me. Maybe it was the weight pressing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe. Maybe it was the exhaustion, the kind that settled deep into my bones, leaving me feeling like I was dragging myself through a fog. Or maybe it was the thoughts—the endless, suffocating thoughts that wouldn’t stop no matter how much I wished they