@AwkwardInHeels “…I was in to assist in… in a heart transplant. T-To see Nickys heart, hold it, then to see it someone else beating, knowing she was in there next theatre dead…”
It was 10pm. He was meant to be home for 7 today. 3 hours late. He hadn’t text, or phoned. Because he was at home. Sat outside in his car just staring into space. He didn’t even know if he could move if someone asked him to.