“I’ve prepared a bath for you. You must be dying to have one.”
I nodded my head and he helped me to the bath.
“Do you want me to stay with you?”
I waved him off and tried to smile back at him.
He stood at the door for a moment and then excused himself. The door between the rooms was left opened and I watched as he discarded his robe. A large surgical bandage was wrapped around his chest. The growth above his navel was exposed and seemed to be slightly larger than the last time I’d seen it. He finished dressing and exited the room in silence. I turned and stared into the large mirror in front of me.
The sight of my body repulsed me. I was covered in the blue stain and in blood. I assumed it belonged to the doctor, which would explain the bandage he wore. It sickened me as I realised th
