How a Little Girl’s Memory Helps Save Her Dad’s Life
Familiarity Fades
The hospital room blurred at the edges as John blinked, finally awake from a week of unconsciousness. A dull ache throbbed in his head—why was he here? Isabella, her eyes red-rimmed but shining with relief, leaned closer. “John, you’re awake!” she exclaimed, her voice choked with emotion. Beside her, Lily, a small hand clutching her mother’s, mirrored Isabella’s hopeful smile.
John tried to smile back, a forced movement that stretched his aching face. Their faces, etched with concern and love, should have triggered a cascade of happy memories. Instead, a chilling emptiness echoed in his mind. He saw two strangers, their expressions a confusing mix of joy and worry.
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