My Husband Took My Fingerprint While I Was Sedated

through my haze like ice water.

Panic surged through me. My brain screamed at my body to move, to pull away, to fight.

But the medication had locked my muscles. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. Couldn’t do anything but listen.

I felt my arm being lifted. Gently, carefully, like they were trying not to wake me.

My finger was pressed against something cold.continue reading …