When Brian arrived, I was pulling Fiona's hair and tearing at it.

She was still trying to protect me, preventing me from falling.

But in the end, I fell.

My skin was scraped, bleeding, and I was frightened.

That day, I spoke without discretion, hurting the hearts of relatives and friends.

Brian had a big fight with Fiona for this, he wrapped me in his clothes and took me to the hospital.

Waking up from the dream, the ward was quiet, with only Brian's back to me, making a phone call.

"Shirley is a patient, if it weren't for your casual words that day, she wouldn't have pushed you into...