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If I weren't invisible, and I wasn't the type people couldn't see or hear even when I was right in front of them—-
I'd be dead by now.
I'd be dead, and I would never know why my parents wanted me to live.
I would never know why You wanted me to live.
And I would never knowhim.
A STRANGER'S MOUTHcovers mine in a kiss that pours life back into my body.
My lips melt under his, and his air becomes my air.
Every breath he helps me draw pulls me away from death's door, and he seems to sense the exact moment when my lungs finally make up their mind not to give up on me.
The stranger's mouth leaves mine, and he leans back just as I scramble up and start coughing out water.
My eyes flutter open, but I close them again when everything starts spinning.
I'm s-so c-cold.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
That's my heart, I think.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
My mind seems only capable of processing one thing at a time.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Is it my heart that's frantically pounding?
Or my head that's hurting?
"Cattleya?"
A man's voice, deep and honey-smooth in its elusiveness, and whose accent is the only thing I find familiar.DefinitelyItalian. I've heard it spoken my whole life. I can't be mistaken about this.
"Can you hear me?"
Yes, I do, but I don't have the energy to answer him, and all I can do is pray.
Please don't spin, please don't spin, please don't spin.
I slowly open my eyes.
Everything is vividly clear and absolutely still.
Thank You, God.
My brain starts functioning like it's supposed to but at a much slower rate.
Familiar wood paneling.
Familiar paintings.
Even the luxuriously thick and so obviously wet carpet under my body feels familiar.
