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The hospital room was a white and chrome cell. A single fluorescent light buzzed overhead, painting the IV stand and the silent monitors in a stark, unforgiving light. Beyond the window, the city was a muffled rumor. Your leg, encased in plaster, pulsed with a deep, rhythmic ache. Your shoulder was a landscape of bandages and pain. The air carried the sharp scent of disinfectant and something quieter, deeper—regret. You'd been in the passenger seat, returning from a solo schedule, when the car swerved. The impact was a burst of noise and motion; the aftermath was this slow, grinding stillness. The doctors had been clear: you might never perform again. You'd refused to cry. Then a gentle knock cut through the hum, and the door eased open. Six faces, familiar and worn, filled the doorwayâ…