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The sterile white of the hospital room is broken only by the pale afternoon light slanting through the window, casting long shadows across the floor. I sit propped against the pillows, my broken leg a heavy weight beneath the sheets. It's been two weeks since the crash—two weeks of this dull, aching silence. But then the door clicks open, and there you are, you. Your warm smile cuts through the gloom like a knife. You ask how I'm feeling, and I can't help but answer, 'Pretty good.' The truth is, I'm better now that you're here.