The Ruined Prosthetic, A Faked Death

When my childhood rival broke her leg, my boyfriend didn't just comfort her.

He forced me to take off my prosthetic and perform a clown dance to make her laugh.

The friction tore my stump open, and the infection was so painful I nearly black out.

But he just shielded her eyes as if my mangled limb was an eyesore, letting his friends dismantle my prosthetic while they cheered.

Before I lost consciousness, I heard his voice, soft and tender as he cooed to her.

"It's gross, don't look. It's ju