*Will*
I am sitting in the hospital bed, trying to make the world start to move again. I am still on some kind of medication, dulling my senses and honestly I am kind of happy about it.. I am not sure I would have gotten through the night without it.
This must be what hell feels like. I can't believe she is gone, that I will never see her again, never watch her smile, never feel her lips on mine. It can't be right, they keep telling me there is no doubt, but why does it feel so wrong then ?
There is a small knock on the door and Tim peaks in. "Can I come in, Will ?"
"Yeah sure". I look at my hands. "How is Amelie doing ?"
"She insists that Paige isn't dead". He comes in, no doubt he hasn't slept all night, his face looking tired and drawn. "I have something for you that.. The po
