Katrina's POV
I was the happiest when I found out we were supposed to stay away from work for a few days until the whole fiasco died down.
In fact, I had a perfect day planned out. A day that included me, a big blanket and movies that I lived to rewatch with my sister before she ended up in the hospital.
I regretted just how much her memories kept me up, filling me with indignation whenever her image came to mind.
The few times I went back there, my mother refused to let me see her.. The doctor swore to the heavens and back that she was responding to treatment finally, but I didn't see it.
She was not the marine I knew. Now, she just lay in that vegetative state, being the only cause that fueled my deep hatred for Savannah.
However, my plans were disrupted when the doorbell rang, an
