And I finally break. I collapse onto my knees with an agonizing howl, my shoulders pulling in pain as the chains barely allow enough slack. My ribs scream, and my chest shatters. I’ve been broken ever since I opened that door twenty-three years ago. Reggie, though, showed me that healing was possible. Now, I’ve broken beyond repair. Whatever remains of my heart is fractured into too many pieces to ever be whole again.
