Somebody fussing around my bed rouses me from sleep. I open my eyes to see a nurse removing the IV drip. She then moves to redo my bandages, and I’m surprised to see that they don’t look as bad as I thought they would. They feel a lot better too, the burning sensation is completely gone. The door to my room opens with unnecessary force, and Bianca whirls in like a cyclone.
“You’re awake! Good morning!” She beams.
“Good morning.” I reply with apprehension.
What has her so happy? After hearing what Jacob had to say yesterday, and thinking about it most of the night, I’ve come to realise that Bianca never stopped being my friend. Yes, she betrayed me, but I’m over that. And when I thought she was just being cruel by blocking me out of her life, she actually had a reason to. Deep down,
