"You'll be okay Ms Kade."
Words that I never thought would be possible, that I'd never hear again. Dr Hilton smiling down at me. "That's not possible." I rasp, my throat was nearly crushed by Kael's fit of madness, I thought my hand was past redemption and my ears were still faintly ringing. "Well, you're not wrong - there is a possibility you will go dear within the next three years but you also might not." He interjects and I groan.
My face was bruised. A split lip, a swollen eye and my hair cut above my shoulders - I don't even want to know how. My body was broken. My stomach restitched, a cast on my right hand where Kael crushed it and blue marks drawn on my skin like war paint.
"Besides, this is your first time - and hopefully last time - reopening your wound and gaining another se
