Everything changed after the diagnosis. We burned through our savings in the first two months. I’m an independent contractor. She was in grad school. Neither one of us had insurance, so I took a second job with my cousin, doing 80-, 90-hour weeks, taking her for treatment in between getting Iris to and from school. So you started taking Skeiron. I should have had someone else take her to the clinic that day. I was at the end of 30 straight days. I doubled up on the dosage. I don’t even remember the accident. I just woke up in the hospital, and she was gone. I’m so sorry that happened to you. I failed her at every turn. I spent every day working, trying to keep her alive, and it wasn’t enough. Then I found Reverie. Our 10th anniversary was coming up, and we’d always talked about coming back to this place, but we never got a chance. I could finally give her the dream weekend I always wanted. I’ll forget for a minute or two that it’s not really her, that it’s just a re-creation, but then something will happen that will remind me. I’m just-, this is just never gonna go away, is it? No. But it’ll get better. How would you know?
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Reverie - 1x02 » Bond. Jane Bond.
Paul, um… something weird happened.
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Thanks so much for fixing the theme! Really looking forward to seeing more of Reverie, and enjoying all the awesome content you all make/reblog
np and thanks for following :)
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