14 ā Never recover
Waking up in the morning with the sunshine on her face was becoming a routine for her. She started enjoying it, compared to when she first came here. She squinted her eyes, trying to adjust to the light, before stretching like a feline cat, getting her limp muscles to move.
She could already hear someone moving around outside her room. That would be Lindsey, probably cooking her breakfast. No matter what she did, she could not convince her that she could take care of herself. Anyway, she just allowed her to do what she wanted while she did hers. She learned that it was easier that way than to keep on arguing with her.
"Good morning!" She greeted Lindsey when she graced the kitchen with her presence.
"Did you sleep well?" She asked. "Saw that your lights were still on very late last night?"
