If everything was going to go as planned, they were going to let me out in two days. Turns out, the concussion wasn't so bad and they only wanted to leave me for observation. The bigger problem, however, was my face. I haven't seen myself in the mirror yet, but when I touched the left side of it, I could tell it was two times bigger than it was supposed to. I couldn't also use my face muscles so much because every little move hurt like hell. Which meant frowns, eye rolls and raised brows were out of the question.
Poor me. How was I going to survive without my signature face mimicry? Sigh.
I was currently alone in my room since the doctor had left to take care of other patients and Sierra went in search of some hot chocolate. Needless to say, I was already bored out of my mind. Neither Si
