Desiree groaned softly and fumbled for the remote, turning off the low murmur of the TV. The screen went dark, and the room fell into silence, the kind of quiet that had followed her around since she’d been confined to this bed.

She sighed.

For three days now, this room had been her entire world.

Her bedroom suddenly felt smaller than usual, the air felt heavier, heck, even the silence felt louder.

Slowly, with effort, she shifted her weight and pushed herself upright. Her body ...