Feelings of helplessness were tiring enough as it was, I felt the need to sleep, but with sleep came no mercy attached to it. Thriving for the minimal amount of sleep, I was a hopeless case.
My shivering body grasped Levy's body for warmth in the harsh AC that could not be changed in that damn hospital. His arms drew the covers over me and he tried to radiate the warmth of his body along mine.
As if he was living in my thoughts, he broke the silence. "I think you should go back to Dr. Alana's therapy sessions," he said with a raspy voice as his lips caressed my forehead.
My eyes glanced at the black dress I wore laying on the chair near the door. I was reminded of the brash reality of the change in my life. I didn't want to adapt to that change, I longed for the way I used to be with my
