The Letter

Chapter Eighty-four

The Letter

Sophie’s POV

My head banged as the light shone into my eyes; I closed my eyes back and remained in the bed. My whole body felt so heavy; it felt as though the most weight was suspended around my left shoulder and down to my arm.

I tried once again, turning away from the ray of life this time, and I saw Rose, sitting beside me.

I closed my eyes one more time as I tried to recollect all that had happened, where I was, and what led to me being hospitalized.

It took a few minutes for me to remember it all; my heart skipped when I remembered I took the bullet for Maxon.

“Rose!” I called.

“You are up!” She jumped up on her feet and held my hand. “Thank goodness, I was so scared, I thought I would lose you?”

“It isn’t that fatal; I was just out for some hours.” I murmured. She smiled at me.

“Hours?” She chuckled and looked at her wristwatch. “Some hours more will make it a week that you’ve been out.”

My eyes bulged out, “a week?” I asked, fumbling to sit up on