Rebecca
I was in a stupor. My days blurred together, frozen in a relentless cycle of alternating pain and eerie quiet. Selena clawed at the edges of my mind, weakening, pleading, begging for mercy as the wolfbane continued to tear us apart. On some days, the pain was sharp and excruciating, an unrelenting assault that left me breathless. Other days, there was a strange stillness—an ominous quiet that felt like the calm before a storm.
Today was one of those days. Day three. A Monday.
Time seemed to stretch endlessly when life was at its worst.
"Get up!" A voice pierced through the silence, sharp and ridiculing. Kimberly’s voice.
Unlike the previous days, there was no splash of cold water to yank me from my bed. Just her shrill command echoing through the room.
"Didn’t you hear me? I
