Sofia’s POV

My arm was broken?

I swallowed emptily and winced at myself in the mirror before staring down at my arm, the sides at the corner of my elbow was throbbing red and starting to swell irritatingly.

I made use of my left hand. Taking off my night dress was harder than I expected and already dreading the thought of pulling it upwards from my head like I normally did, I stretched the neckline of the gown until it was slacked and stretched enough to slide off my shoulders. It ...