“God! Can you not just get your other foot injured or something?” Fiona groaned, as she walked down the staircase with Althea.
Althea was taking her time and slowly climbing down the stairway, holding on to the railing and gently, taking one step down at a time.
Salva had called for a doctor from the town nearby and the doctor had asked Althea to be careful, since her muscles had torn and her bone was quite swollen.
Althea simply chuckled at Fiona’s words, who was helping her get down the staircase.
Fiona had been there for her, throughout her whole recovery period and even slept at nights in her room, making sure that Althea always remained comfortable.
“Come on, we already got a week off. How much time off from the competition do you want? Isn’t that, why we all are here for? Beside
