Sana

I bit back a bark of pain as I was made to stand. It had been about 2 weeks from my first try but it didn't seem like we were making any progress whatsoever. And not to mention I'd not seen Momo at all for a week. I'd been promised a stroll in the wheelchair to the garden if I was to try my best during rehab.

So that's what I did.

"There... 1..2..3..4...5...6...7...8...9....10" the nurse counted before helping me onto the bed again.

"You okay Sana?" I heard the nurse ask.

"Yeah.. I'm fine" I answered, looking away. I wasn't. I hated being left alone in the room with no one but a nurse. I didn't like to tell my friends about it since they'd all been so stressed and worried because of me already. I didn't want to add to their burden.

But.. But everytime I closed my eyes, I could see chunks and shards of glass flying in front of my eyes after I'd crashed my car. I regretted having driven that day. Especially since I wasn't in a proper state of mind. That day.. I'd realized what kind of a mistake I'd made. What I'd lost and what I needed in my life again. Momo

Closing my eyes now, I can remember the way Eunha and I were cringing at this scene in a movie we were watching when the female lead was in a rather uncomfortable situation. I'd voiced my thoughts on how some men take advantage of women that way, and Eunha.. She'd casually let it slip that she remembered seeing a woman crying outside the bar the first time she saw me. I'd frowned and asked her when she'd seen me since I hadn't been to one in so long. Since Momo.

She went on to describe the bar and the day, and that's when it all clicked. It was Momo. My ex. She... She'd been ? I'd begun to panic after connecting the dots. There wasn't a single day I hadn't thought of her. Not a single day had passed without me replaying that day in my head, wishing she hadn't cheated on me. That I hadn't cut off ties that way I had, especially since I could see that the others missed her too. But never had I thought of it this way. That-

I'd been so lost in my head that day thinking of all the bad things I'd said to her, hurting her when I'd supposed to have helped her that I didn't notice the vehicle before me. I crashed into it... and the next thing I know is I'm at a hospital not being able to move.  At least that's what I think happened. I cannot remember how I crashed, but I was told to have crashed into a vehicle parked at the side at a turn. From the hazy memories that I have, I don't remember having made any turns anywhere, but then again I was in an accident so my memory was fuddled.

I was now able to speak and move my hands without any problem.  I could turn my head to my right, but still had some trouble turning to my left. But what I couldn't do was walk. My legs tended to wobble and give out everytime I tried. I was told it'd take a while to get better but there were times when I wished I was fine. When I wished to get out of here sooner. Wished to walk