After Lizzy's departure, I retreated to the bathroom, my mind preoccupied with the red spot behind my ear. Staring into the mirror, I was met with surprise as my eyes fell upon the mark, which had now expanded and resembled a scorpion's kiss against the skin. A wave of uncertainty and fear swept over me, thoughts of potential complications spiraling through my mind. Could this be a sign of something sinister? Pushing aside my anxiety, I reminded myself not to overthink it.
Returning to my ward, I settled into the evening routine. The night draped its veil over the surroundings as I enjoyed a quiet dinner and turned on the television, its flickering light casting shadows across the room. Yet, an odd restlessness settled within me, a sense of unease that prevented me from finding solace. It felt as though I were awaiting something, though I couldn't pinpoint exactly what.
