26. Revisiting PTSD at death's door

Mia's POV

“Okay,” I swallowed and tried to calm the butterflies in my belly as I started to eat.

First, it was the noodles, then a slurp of soup.

“Do you feel anything?” she asked with a doctor’s concern.

“No, ma’am,” I shook my head as I tried not to think about what more she could feed me.

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