Some mornings I wake up and forget, for a split second, that I’m free.

Then I remember the silence. The darkness. The wet concrete. And the two young men who were lying beside me, deep underground, who are still there.

Their names are Evyatar David and Guy Dalal.

We were held together along with Omer Wenkert for eight and a half months in a Hamas tunnel—just 40 ft. long, less than 3 ft. wide. We slept on soaked mattresses, shared a single pita a day, and took turns whispering stories from home to keep ourselves sane.

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We were strangers when we entered that darkness. But we became brothers.

It’s been more than 100 days since President Trump returned to the White House and the ceasefire deal that brought me, Omer, and dozens of others back was achieved. I haven’t been back above ground for that long—but even now, every breath of fresh air, every step in the........

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