Summary
How Deep Does Your Protection Go?
I lose my memory every seventy-two hours.
Every time I wake up, someone is standing by my bed telling me they’re protecting me.
The doctor says I’m a patient, my boyfriend says I’m his lover, and my sister says I’m family.
It wasn’t until the tenth time I woke up that I saw another version of myself in a video I’d left behind.
She looked at me through the screen and whispered, “Don’t trust them, and don’t trust me.”