As Becca washed, there was just one thought on her mind. "Edith."
Becca was troubled, no, she was more than troubled, although Helio had already told her where Edith was, she couldn't help but feel nervous but then again there was last night, everything just seemed contradictory and she had no idea which she would choose over the other.
It bothered Becca as she wracked her brain endlessly for an answer to her question.
"Where are you, Edith?" She would ask once in a while.
When she finished bathing, she helped herself to her wheelchair, her legs were shaking violently, and each step was a walking nightmare, she wanted the pain to end quickly however she kept telling herself that she needed to walk to get out of her situation.
Opening the door to leave the room, someone stands in my way with her hands crossed.
