Grace
One second, I was back at that tower. It was the day Prince Jeffrey dragged me there. I remembered all of it. Every horrible detail until I was suddenly brought back to my current reality.
But for some reason, everybody was in my bedroom; the doctor was putting new stitches in my side, and my entire body felt like it had been hit by a mack truck. I felt like I had been fighting for a week straight. That’s how much every muscle in my body was hurting.
After the doctor was done stitching my wound, I had to endure the pain, but it could have been worse. Luckily, Pierre was the one holding me. It was weird how much he was helping me in ways that the others couldn’t.
Sure, Nathan and my mum could carry me around, and they helped me any time help was asked of them, but they coul
