Chapter 82: Confinement
It’s been three days and it has been nothing but repeat... Eat, bathe, and bed.
I can’t walk properly, so there was a bathtub that was brought in and kept at the corner of the room... one enough to size me in, and Elvenia would gently scrub my body even though I made attempts to stop her. But I couldn’t do it without my constantly shaking body.
But I cannot let her feed me too... so like a routine, I would waste food instead of getting it into my stomach. At least I would be able to do something other than be a doll.
Because that was what I felt like, like a glass ready to break...
I tried asking questions but Elvenia wouldn’t let me speak, constantly telling me my voice needs to heal.
Everything was difficult
My mind was a haze
My thoughts are a mess
I just tried to focus on my body but I can’t...
I just stared at the ceiling once again, in bed. Thinking about the horrific encounter I went through, the harder I thought about it the more I felt like I was being eaten alive, figuratively and literally.
But in spite of all of this, my pain and quivering body, all I could think about was William.