I tiredly opened my eyes, blinking through the grogginess and blur as I was met with the view of the bedroom ceiling above me. I glanced around realising that I was tucked up in the bed and I had bandages on my left arm and a gauge on my right shoulder.
“Ooh, you’re awake!” Lucille cooed and I looked at her as she stood beside the table near the window and Marco sitting there with a tray of breakfast and a pile of paperwork.
I grunted as I tried to re-position myself on the bed, feeling my ass was numb and my back felt stiff. Lucille quickly poured some fresh water into a cup as Marco got up from his seat and sat on the edge of the bed right next to me.
“Do you need help moving?” He asked in a kind and soft tone.
I shook my head and tried to hoist myself up into a sitting position. As I moved, Marco moved my pillows up against the headboard for me to lean against, and I eyed him curiously at his attentiveness.
As soon as I was sitting comfortably, Lucille handed me the water and I gulp
