🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀
I slowly opened my eyes to adjust to the bright light shining in the room. I wasn't dead because they chose to save me.
I can't believe I am digging their grave and they are worried about my fingers getting hurt.
A knock on the door sounded, and I quickly sat up to receive the visitor. “Come in,” I said.
Clara walked in with a reluctant look on her face, “Is this a good time?”
“Every time is a great time to talk to you Clara,” I murmured truthfully, “I missed you.”
Clara walked closer, sitting beside me, “I'm sorry Melonie.”
“For what?” I growled.
“For everything,” She explained, “I should have understood you better.”
“I did worse Clara,” I responded calmly, “I did a lot of terrible things to you all. I'm sorrier.”
Clara pulled me into a hug, “Don't worry about
