Hazel's POV
I opened my eyes. The room was bright. Morning sun came through the window. I lay in bed for a minute. I did not want to move. I felt tired. But I also felt good. I stretched my legs. I stretched my left arm. I tried to stretch my right arm. My hand felt stiff.
I lifted my right hand. I looked at it. White bandages covered my knuckles. The tape was neat. The wrap was tight. I smiled. Only Leo would do this. He always takes care of me. He must have come into my room last night. I was in a deep sleep. I did not feel him bandage my hand.
I touched the white cloth. It felt soft. My knuckles throbbed underneath. A dull pain spread through my fingers. I did not care about the pain. I liked it. It was proof. I fought back. I beat up my cousin. She deserved every punch. She insulted
