"How are you feeling, Alisha? Are your feet feeling better now?" Mary asked, smiling as she once again changed the bandage.

A week had already passed, and somehow Mary and Alisha were holding up well together, but Alex hadn't come to disturb them. Alisha was just resting due to her injuries.

Mary was glad that Alisha was slowly returning to her usual self. She was healing—her wounds, her eyes—everything now looked happier than when she found Alisha at that monstrous mansion.

"I'm feeling ...