*Keera*
I laid in bed, surrounded by the gray and white walls of my temporary bedroom and feeling much like a fragile doll. Elena moved her hands gently over my bruised body, checking for injuries she might not have detected yesterday. I hadn't really been able to speak to anyone yesterday since I'd been in and out of consciousness. Elena had told me that she'd asked them to check back today, so I was expecting a few visits. She rounded up her inspection, her touch soothing and making me relax against my will.
I was still determined to hold on to my dislike for these people but they were making it more and more difficult with each passing day and with each act of kindness. Elena released a relieved sigh and I took that to mean I was responding well to treatment. I turned my attention to
