VOICES April 2022

Page 24

reportage

It happened in the middle of one summer night. 2:13 a.m., she was fighting for every breath but couldn’t manage. I was just beside her, couldn’t move, say or do anything but let her go. To the other, better side, when there’s no more pain. After eight months of fighting, we lost her. She left me only a red headscarf and a pair of sunglasses. 24 - VOICES


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