"You comfy?" I ask Tori pulling the blanket on the bed up over her. Nodding her head weakly, she scoots herself further under the blanket. Her coloring was off, and it caused my heart to break in my chest. There was a sudden pang of anger that ignites within me, and it was towards whoever traumatized her to the point she was now becoming physically ill. "I'm going to get to work on that smoothie, you rest. Any specific book you want me to read?" I question, rubbing my hand up and down her hip through the blanket. "I want to get better," Tori murmurs, the blanket now up over her nose and mouth. "I want to be able to live a normal life." She finishes looking at me, her eyes reflecting the truth behind her words. "You will get better. This isn't something you'll be able to rush. If there
