Yuche carried me through the front door before I could come up with a convincing argument for why watching Meilan suffer was more important than having functioning legs.
To be fair, I had several excellent arguments, only nobody seemed interested in hearing them, and I wasn't interested in saying them.
I knew I had to be treated... that Luo Xin and Yuche were right. But that didn't make it all that easier to admit it. It didn't make it all that easier to walk away from Meilan when she was still alive and chirping.
The moment we crossed the threshold, the sounds from outside became muted. Meilan was still screaming. The flowers were still hissing. The jungle was still having the time of its life. The walls had dulled most of it, but that just left the house strangely quiet after all the chaos of the yard.
It should have been comforting.
Instead, it just made everything hurt more.
