SILVER'S POV.
After a moment, I got up to use the bathroom, and when I caught my reflection in the mirror, I almost passed out in shock. My face looked tired and pale, and my eyes were bloodshot, like I hadn’t slept in days. And maybe I hadn’t. I didn’t know.
I used the bathroom first. Then, without thinking too much, I took off the bandages and stepped into the shower, turning the water on. It was a little too warm at first, but I didn’t move. I let it run over me, down my back, across the healing cuts and bruises.
I leaned my head forward with one hand on the wall. My other hand moved to my neck, rubbing the skin there slowly. I didn’t know why I was doing it. I wasn’t in pain. It wasn’t sore. But I just… did it. Like I needed to.
At first, I didn’t think much of it. Maybe it was jus
