Nicole
The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the ceiling fan right above me, and the very audible chirping of birds that permeated the room.
I stirred awake, feeling the weight of sleep lifting slowly from my body. My mind was clearer than before, I didn’t feel like my chest was being weighed down by an invisible force. Leah had been right; I needed the rest. And that tea she gave me really helped. Sometimes I imagined what I could possibly do without her always around me, looking out for me.
I sat up straight on the bed, blinking against the soft light streaming in through the curtains. My limbs, although lighter than they had been the first time I woke up, was still heavier than usual, but the dull ache of exhaustion was gone. I glanced at the bedside clock, 11:18 a.m. It was
