The nights were the hardest. Trapped in a broken body, surrounded by silence, I felt disconnected from everything I once was. Each moment stretched endlessly, filled with pain and uncertainty.

Then she appeared—a quiet girl with dark hair and steady eyes. She didn’t speak much, but her presence brought a strange sense of calm I couldn’t explain.

No one else saw her. Doctors and nurses dismissed it as trauma or medication effects, and I began to question my own mind. Still, she remained, offering a quiet reassurance I desperately needed.

The nights were the hardest. Trapped in a broken body, surrounded by silence, I felt disconnected from everything I once was. Each moment stretched endlessly, filled with pain and uncertainty.

Then she appeared—a quiet girl with dark hair and steady eyes. She didn’t speak much, but her presence brought a strange sense of calm I couldn’t explain.

No one else saw her. Doctors and nurses dismissed it as trauma or medication effects, and I began to question my own mind. Still, she remained, offering a quiet reassurance I desperately needed.