First message
She is sitting on the floor in the corner rocking back in forth, her forehead on her knees, humming a tune only we know. It’s the song a made her and it’s embedded in her brain. She knows that she can’t leave me. She doesn’t want anyone else because she needs me. She can’t live without me and I made her believe that. Even when she is lost in her head, smiling and humming our tune as she shallowly cuts her wrists or her thighs who comes to save her? Not Ewan or Gaby or her parents…Me