Rhea
The healer's words continue to haunt me, repeating in a loop in my head. All I can think about is the way her eyes had refocused on me after her declaration, and she’d acted like she hadn’t said anything. I was too freaked out to bring it up with her either. I feel a tiny surge of relief at being discharged from the hospital, glad to be afforded a much needed respite from the white walls and disinfectant-smelling rooms at the hospital.
For her to say 'they have been waiting for me’ — whoever her ‘they’ refers to, is something I cannot get out of my head.
Who are they, and what do they want with me?
What have they been waiting for me for?
My body feels like it’s been run over by a car over and over again, as I walk into the familiar place that is Daciano's private quarters, my f
