CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE

Ruby slowly peeled her eyes open. Her head moved robotically, and she gazed out the window on the left side of her bed. She watched the steady drops of rainwater hit the leaves of the flowers placed on the window sill in her hospital room. She counted the drops, her heart following the rhythm of the droplets, letting herself get lost in a daze of nature. How long had she been there? She thought as she fell back into the arms of reminiscence. Ruby had hoped to transform the memories of her life at Duskfall into a happier one. She hoped to say farewell to the haunting guilt that rammed into her mind when she remembered the place. Wanting to replace her regrets with a sense of hope that Dorian and Lily had forgiven her for leading them to a sudden end. But everything had taken a complete turn. She almost lost a part of herself in the same land where she had lost her little, loving family. Her hand involuntarily moved to her stomach. The excruciating pain she had felt when the knife had