#Chapter49

Soft Flower

Sapphire Nightshade

“You don’t seem comfortable here, Sapphire.”

I smiled sheepishly at the Chief Healer, a matronly woman who had a kind smile, that smile was on her face as she caught me looking at my surroundings with disgusts. I had developed an intense dislike for ‘Healing Rooms’ as it reminded me of when I had returned from the dead and what I woke up too.

“Just bad experiences.”

She nodded and smiled, but her eyes told me that she did not buy my story.

"Tell me, how can I help you?

We began to tell her about my anxiety attacks and how they just seemed to...