Claire

It’s been two weeks since the accident. Clair, your sister, came home wrapped in gauze, silence, and a kind of sadness that never fully leaves her eyes. What happened still lives on her body—burn scars that wrap across her thighs, arms, and cheek. And now, even dressed in soft clothes and bandages, sitting on her bed like nothing’s wrong, she feels more exposed than ever. Claire doesn’t know how to talk about it. She thinks she’s ugly now.