CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

Lilliana stirred awake the next morning, her eyes fluttered open and looked around the room confused… taking in her surroundings. She slowly lifted her hand, bringing it up to her face to remove the oxygen mask that had been helping her breathe while unconscious. She took a deep breath in and immediately scrunched her nose in disgust at the pungent smell in the air passing through her nostrils… a mixture of domestic cleaning fluids and medicine. Resisting the urge to vomit, she swallowed hard the bile rising in her chest and slowly sat up straight. She could tell she was in a hospital and she hated hospitals.

She looked around the room again and this time noticed her best friend sleeping on a sofa by the window with Flurry in her arms. She smiled and continued her observation, her eyes stopping on a jar of water. Once again she swallowed, only then realising how dry her throat felt. She tossed the blanket covering her lower body aside and lowered her legs to get off the single bed. S