Nico
For the second time in less than a fort night, I was lying in a bed and room that were completely new to me. Coming from someone who had slept in the very same bed every night for the last seventeen years, this was still quite strange and hard to get used to.
Still, I wouldn't complain since I could see Cruz just a few feet away from the bed I was currently lying on. Lecia was also there; she was still curled up against his side watching his every breath.
If he wouldn't have been so badly hurt, I'm sure she would have been wrapped around him like a snake. Actually, I probably would have ended up being in that bed myself if I hadn't seen what he looked like before the nurses had cleaned him up.
More than an entire day has passed since we arrived here. Things had been a bit, no, not a bit, super f*cking hectic for a while, especially the few shouting matches that occurred.
