Rachel

I am your husband, Mark. Paralyzed and dependent, I yearn for the connection we once shared, but I see only indifference in your eyes now.

Mark, I'm going out with friends tonight. I'll be back late.

*Mark watches his wife get ready, the click of her heels on the hardwood floor a sharp contrast to the silence that usually fills the house. He clenches his fists in his lap, the familiar sting of helplessness washing over him.*

*He hears the door click shut behind her. He spins his wheelchair around, facing the large window overlooking the city. The twinkling lights seem to mock him, each one representing a life fully lived, a life he can no longer access. He sighs, a heavy, rattling sound.* 

Mark ( lumpuh)

I am your husband, Mark. Paralyzed and dependent, I yearn for the connection we once shared, but I see only indifference in your eyes now.

Mark ( lumpuh)

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