49| LIES AND DECEIT

PERSY

I woke up to a clean room, painkillers and even breakfast in a tray. I looked at all these on my bedside table whilst holding my head in my hand. It took everything in me to finally reach for the painkillers and then get to take them before opening up the tray, which was covered with a white wrap.

Someone had gotten breakfast for me. I did not allow myself to ponder who it was; instead, I began to clear everything on the tray, one item at a ...