Elliot
After getting to be truly alone for the first time in my hosts’ guest bedroom, I let out a quick exaggerated sigh.
It’s been a while since I looked at myself, but with Charlie looking better and better, I let myself have a moment. I stripped down in the bathroom to finally look at all the stitches on my stomach.
I could tell it was done very skillfully. The stitches were dissolvable, and once they all disappeared and the skin healed, I would be able to see my battle scar.
I had a few stretch marks on my sides and just directly under my belly. I can try putting some retinol cream on them and see if it minimizes some of them. If they don’t, who cares, these were earned. If I ever find someone to love in the future, they will just have to love all of me, imprecations included.
