Vasili
Today was an absolute shit day. From the moment I woke up I was not feeling well. It was probably the wine from last night and the antibiotics. They were kicking my ass so early in the morning that I had to run to the bathroom to throw up. It was a brutal mess of me dry heaving and just sitting there for a good few minutes as I tried to regain my strength.
I wondered if this was the consequence of me trying to bounce back into being normal when I could not even breathe without feeling pain. Not just pain from my fractured ribs but pain from how much I missed Edward. It was driving me crazy ever since I had woken up from the hospital. I wanted to so badly find him, but how could I? I had no experience. I had no training. I would get myself shot in the first five minutes if I did find him.
