I cut off every single way Caleb could reach me.
Deleted his number. Blocked him on everything. I even stopped checking Sienna's posts. The only thing I did was send her that security footage of her shoving me down those stairs. Then I cut her off too.
This whole messed-up situation would get sorted out eventually. Just not right now.
Once I was cleared to go home, I spent most of my time flat on my back. The only time I got up was for rehab. Sitting? Barely at all.
My mom was paranoid about my back getting cold, so showers were off the table. And bending over? Absolutely not, she'd lose her mind.
She knew I hated feeling grimy, so every three days, she'd wash my hair for me while I lay there like a helpless child.
I'd watch her bustle around the room, fetching towels and warm water,
