Celeste's POV:
I stayed in the hospital for another six months of treatment, until my condition was completely stable.
Aaron handled all the paperwork for my discharge.
He drove me home, back to the place I knew so well. Every corner looked exactly as it had in my dream. Only now, there was no suffocating fear hanging over it.
Sunlight streamed through the windows, bathing the room in a warm glow. It felt like salvation after everything I had endured.
As I stood by the window, lost in thought, Aaron walked over with a glass of water. He tipped several capsules from the medicine bottle on the side table into his palm.
"Celeste, you're doing so well. But you still need to take your medicine on time."
Warm sunlight filled the living room.
I nodded, accepted the glass, and obediently
