Breaking Down Walls
Zoe has not stirred yet; she has been under for what seems like endless hours.
The pain that I am holding deep in the depths of my heart with the thoughts that this might just be it they have been haunting me with every ticking second.
Though, there is one thing that this bitch does not know, is that I am Foster Rosario.
So as this incredibly, and I need to remind myself to fire his fucking ass, but yes, he has just given her some more morphine as I settle for the next hour.
Now Ethan and Ethan have tried their best to move my ass, and King nearly did win his attempt, but there is no way I am moving from this cold floor. And it is with this that Ethan brings me a chilled glass of whiskey as I cover Zoe in yet another blanket.
Then softly, Ethan whispers, "Foster, she is going to be fine. She is one of those girls that are going to annoy you to death, not the other way around."