{Lisa’s POV}

‘Ouch.’ I flinched as the sharp end of the needle pierced and exited my skin. I never liked injections, and the universe tortured me by making it a must to take three shots every single day.

“Your next shot will be in eight hours.” The nurse said as she exited the room.

It had been a week since the accident, though to me it felt like years had dragged themselves across my body. The walls of my room had become both sanctuary and prison, the doctor’s words echoing every time I so much as shifted too quickly. “Rest, Lisa. You need to put minimal strain on yourself.” Dr....