Chapter Eighty-Eight - Willow

When I woke, everything was bright. A sterile, cold room surrounded me. The chill of a doctor’s operating table was beneath me and sent goosebumps up my body. I blinked away the sleepiness and tried to push myself up but a warm hand touched my shoulder. Chase stepped over and looked down at me. There were heavy circles beneath each of his eyes. “Where am I?” “We’re still in the infirmary at the courts. How do you feel?” I thought about it, pushing back the pain and attempting to gather how I felt. Pain shot to my back when I tried to move. “Don’t try to do too much, Bunny. You’re still healing. He got you good.” Memories of what happened to me raced in my head. The monster had slashed me twice in the same spot. I remembered Chase carrying me up to the infirmary and then everything went black. “How long has it been?” I asked. "Two days.” I closed my eyes and a tear fell from me. “Did they find Patch?” He rubbed a soothing circle against my shoulder. “Yes. He was halfway to Mexi