I got a call from your mum today.
This was something I'd never imagine happening.
Through her loud sobs, stumbling on her own words, she said you got into a car accident. I didn't to believe nor accept it as a truth. I insisted on visiting you but your parents told me not to come. Sadly, as stubborn as I am, I did come despite their protests. And now I know why they didn't want me to come.
With a pain in your eyes, mental rather than physical, you asked me a simple question and I couldn't bring myself to answer.
"Who are you?"