I want to believe Lucas. I want to believe that everything will be okay, that I'll come out of this stronger than before. But there's a part of me that's terrified of what's happening to me, of the changes that I can feel taking place inside my body.
Change is inevitable, Selene says, her voice gentle. But it doesn't have to be something to fear.
I know she's right, but it's hard to let go of the apprehension that's taken root in my gut.
I have a feeling Selene knows why I've been unconscious for so long, but I can't talk to her with Lucas here.
Lisa squeezes my hand, drawing my attention back to her. "We're here for you, Ave. Whatever you need."
I manage a small smile, grateful for her support. "Thanks, Lise. I don't know what I would do without you."
"Probably starve," she jokes, trying to lighten the mood. "Speaking of which, I'm going to go track down some of that liquid diet for you. Be right back."
