XERXES
Trinity sat upright in the bed, her pale fingers clutching the blanket draped over her lap. She looked so small there, lost in the massive bed. The sunlight spilling through the window bathed her in a soft glow, but the shadows under her eyes told a different story—one of exhaustion, vulnerability, and something else I couldn’t quite name.
I suppose that was partially my fault. We haven't been making her stay here tolerable, much less enjoyable.
“How are you feeling?” I asked, leaning against the wall with my arms crossed. My voice came out gentler than I intended, surprising me.
She looked at me then, her gaze meeting mine for a fleeting moment before dropping to the blanket. “I’m fine,” she replied quietly, though her voice lacked any real conviction. “I… I can’t remember mu
