“I don’t think I understand.”
It felt like forever before he finally turned to look at me, his eyes glued to me so intensely that I thought he could see right through me, see my thoughts—a fact which I knew would be near impossible, since I, myself, had absolutely no idea what was going on in my head at the moment. It was like my thoughts had turned into mush, a jumbled mess, a void of nothingness. I didn’t know what to think.
“You’d be surprised to learn how much has happened during your stay at the hospital.”
His expression softened once more, his gaze becoming thoughtful as he glanced away from me for no more than a moment before returning his focus. I wondered whether or not he knew that his head was tilting to the side like that, leaving me to bel
