After what felt like hours, I sat in silence on the edge of the bed, my legs tucked under me, staring blankly at the wall. My stomach cramped a little but nothing I couldn't handle. I reached for the little remote and pressed it and the painting in front of the bed began defending revealing the huge hidden flat-screen TV. I decided to find something to watch so as to distract myself.
Suddenly, I heard the door creak open, and my heart skipped a beat. At first, I thought it was Faruk returning, but then a soft voice called out from the hallway.
“Sasha?”
It was Amy.
“May I come in?” she said, her voice gentle, as though she already knew what had happened. I hesitated for a moment before standing up to let her in.
When I opened the door, Amy was standing there with a small package in he
