I said nothing as I stepped in and closed the door behind me. Said nothing as I took a seat by the edge of the bed and waited.
"Eat," was all she said, handing me the broth I had left. "You need your energy."
I didn't argue. For some reason, I couldn't. I took the bowl without saying anything. Dipped the bread into the broth and ate. Not much though, but I even felt the changes in my body afterwards.
"Take off your shirt," she said as soon as I was done. I did. She pulled the chair Khalil sat on a while ago toward me and sat before she set down a cloth wrapped with vials.
We sat in silence as she started to clean my wound. I thought of what to say, of a way to break this cold silence, but I thought of nothing, because let's be honest, what am I supposed to say to someone I do not wis
