I can still feel the little shards piercing my body in an endless assault. The bandages wrapped firmly against my eyes can’t keep the red explosion out. I think I was screaming, so were many others, but the voices seemed so distant in that moment. I’m still screaming, but on the inside. I couldn’t hear anybody then, nobody can hear me now.

On TV, the reporter says ‘The Messengers of God’ have claimed responsibility. That’s all I hear, before my Ex turns it off. I want her to leave it; I want to hear why I’m here. But I catch her muffling a sob, so I try to grin – it’s not easy – and I say, “What were you saying about that second date again?”


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