"Would you like a drink?"

"Yes."

I couldn't sit up, even though I desperately wanted to. My damn back hurt just shifting to the right a little. Fiona helped me drink through a straw. She treated me like I was an ancient antique that would break easily if she held me too tightly.

“I’m so glad you’re finally awake. I thought we’d lost you.”

Fiona stroked the back of my hand gently with her thumb.

“Mellisa never left your side for a second. She was always here to take care of you and ...