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“Let her wait,” my mother said, while twelve ICU calls lit up her phone and I lay broken under hospital lights, blood drying in my hair. My ribs burned. My legs wouldn’t move. Across the country, she was fluffing pillows in my sister’s new townhouse—the one my money helped buy. Then my lawyer answered. By morning, they’d regret it all.

“Let her wait,” my mother said, while twelve ICU calls lit up her phone and I lay broken under hospital lights, blood drying in my hair. My ribs burned. My legs wouldn’t move. Across the country, she was fluffing pillows in my sister’s new townhouse—the one my money helped buy. Then my lawyer answered. By morning, they’d regret it all.

by Geekrew Originals · Jul 30, 2026 · completed

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“Tell her she can wait,” my mother said while I was lying in an ICU bed unable to feel my legs. A nurse told me later, gently, like she was trying not to break something already cracked. The words didn’t hurt at first.

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