Lacy put her hand over her abdomen. The pain cut her in half, like a magician’s trick, except she knew she would never really be put back together.
I could feel Lacy’s grief in this line. The metaphor of being cut in half but never put back together was so powerful—it perfectly captured the kind of pain that becomes permanent. I loved how the author described her heartbreak in a way that felt physical and unforgettable.
