**Elena’s POV**

The hospital gown was finally gone. I felt better just having it off my skin. Elario had gone home to get my old clothes. When I put them on, they felt loose and baggy. I had lost a lot of weight during the days I spent in that house and in the hospital. I looked in the mirror and barely recognized the woman looking back. My face was still bruised, and my eyes looked tired.

Before the nurse could wheel me out to the car, the doctor entered the room. He sat in the chair and ...