RAIN
Over the few days that passes, my body slowly starts healing itself.
The process is slow and painful, having to feel my bones rearrange themselves, my skin close itself and I don't think I sleep even a wink for three days straight.
When it's all done, I am still left weak but at least I am not in pain or have any wounds or broken limbs.
Liam is with me throughout and when I don't sleep he doesn't. He is adamant about going through this with me and I appreciate it but I think he is a fool for it.
On the fourth day, I find sleep and Liam joins me on the bed and we are out like the dead.
We sleep for two days straight.
When we wake up, Liam has a shadow beard that makes him look so good but it also makes me feel like I am sleeping with a familiar but still a little strange man on my bed.
I feel so much better on the outside. But inside, I am still in denial.