Sapphire
If she didn't die because of the burns, this headache was going to kill her. Sapphire stared at the pain pills in her palm. They were so small and white compared to the peach color of her skin. The doctor told her to take them and sleep the day away.
How could she?
Her lungs had stopped burning. Now it was a throbbing,uncomfortable warmth in her chest she couldn't get rid of. She'd been checked over and given an oxygen mask by the pack doctor.
She refused to let him do anything else. It wouldn't be fair to Charlie. She deserved to suffer anyway.
The room that the doctor and Theresa showed her to was average. It wasn't much bigger than her old room. It was a standard guest room with beige walls and a modern bedspread. A regular dresser. Little TV. Nightstand. Lamp.
She push
