Erasing Him, Saving Me

My back was a solid wall of fire, each breath sending a fresh spike of pain through

r by my bed, his face pale and his knuckles white where he gripped the armr

?" I whispered

even sign you in. Just told the nurse to 'take care of it.' You have two fra

I looked at my brother. "Did I... remember him?" I had

d you were muttering about blueprints and a man named Daniel while you were un

m a powerful family. His engagement to Chloe, the daughter of another influential family, was seen as a

ted my pillows, I caught a glimpse of myself in

to my chin. It was a stark, medical device, a constant, physical reminder of wha

flowers, an offering of fake sympathy. He saw the brace, and a flicker of something-

uite the dramatic accessory. Are you happy now? Did you get the a

n. It wasn't the rage of a jilted lover, it was the fury of a

g protest from my spine, I swung my arm and slapped him

I snarled,

llenged, let alone hit. But the shock quickly morphed back into his default arrogance. H

personality is more interesting than the lovesick puppy dog you used to b

is stranger who had caused me so much harm, and felt nothing but a deep, profound revulsion.

ed back against the pillows, the brace a restrictive weight. I was done with him. I was letting go of the anger,