"Hmm." I lightly moaned. The bed is so soft, I never want to leave it.
But unfortunately, Bash wants to see the gynecologist today. I know I'm just going to be upset all over again, and then I am going to have to deal with Bash's pain and anger.
I opened my eyes and climbed out of bed. But, looking around I noticed it wasn't the same room Bash and I had been in the past few weeks.
I hate this! I am constantly moved or drugged. I am so sick and tired of being a rag doll people are just passing back and forth. I am not trying to be a burden for people to pass around.
Now that I think about it, this room seems familiar. I took a deep breath and the scent of pine in the rain overwhelmed me.
That scent, I feel like I need to remember something with that scent.
I felt a hand on my shoulder
