Zahra's POVWhen I’m wheeled back into my room after the X-ray, there’s a tray of breakfast waiting for me. Scrambled eggs and bacon this morning.Zanthe sits up in my mind, practically drooling at the sight and smell of the bacon. 'About damn time.' she says, and I can feel her excitement ripple through me.I tuck in, barely making it to the sofa before the bacon is in my mouth. I moan at the taste. Goddess, damn, it’s been a long time. I close my eyes and savour it.The eggs are okay, slightly on the rubbery side and a bit cool, but the toast is well buttered, and it’s still the best meal I’ve had in a very long time.When I finish, I glance up as I pick up the glass of water. Xander and Max are both staring at me, their eyes dark.“What?” I ask, confused by the sudden intensity.Max clears his throat. “Ahem, nothing,” he says, while Xander looks away, taking a sip of his coffee.I feel a link pressing against me, and I open the connection.'Zahra, how are you today?'It’s Sally.'I
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