• Chapter 14

  • When I woke up, the faint scent of antiseptic lingered in the air.

  • I had been transferred to a hospital back home.

  • The doctor told me I had spent two full weeks in the ICU.

  • My internal organs were severely injured, and I had taken a bullet to the shoulder.

  • But by some stroke of luck,

  • my spleen wasn’t ruptured, and the bullet hadn’t caused an exit wound.

  • The blood loss wasn’t severe, and that’s how I managed to survive until the peacekeepers rescued

  • me.

  • I knew clearly in my heart–it was because Joseph shielded me twice.

  • He saved my life.

  • I reached out to everyone I could, trying to find any trace of him.

  • But they all said the chaos at the time made it impossible to recover Joseph’s body.

  • With casualties mounting, Doctors Without Borders had suspended its projects in North Kivu.

  • I had no chance to go back and look for him.

  • Just like that, Joseph vanished.

  • Every night, I woke up screaming, gripped by terror.

  • His dying moments replayed endlessly in my mind, refusing to fade.

  • The doctor diagnosed me with PTSD.

  • I began taking medication, attending therapy sessions, even resorting to alcohol.

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  • But nothing worked.

  • me to try starting anew, to stop dwelling on the past.

  • could

  • died for

  • unshakable shadow, always

  • hate myself for still being alive, hate that it wasn’t me who

  • this world for not granting him a happy

  • edge of

  • time, at the very last moment, I would pull myself

  • was one Joseph gave everything to

  • no longer had the right

  • I returned to work after

  • no longer

  • requesting a transfer to a

  • day, yet I remained a walking corpse,

  • couldn’t stand it anymore and encouraged me to meet

  • dragging me to a blind date.

  • wanted to say a

  • I met

  • I saw that

  • to Joseph’s–I froze.

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  • strength I had not to break down in tears right

  • was the brother Joseph had once

  • treating him as a stand–in did bring me some comfort.

  • were

  • dinner

  • we’d curl up on the

  • nights when nightmares woke

  • me would let me drift back into sleep.

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