A knock on my bedroom door several days later woke me long before I was ready. The doctor had prescribed me some pills to help me sleep and now the damn thing not let me wake up.
“Vie, I have the nurse out here. She’d like to meet with you for a few moments if you feel up to it,” my mother called from the other side of the door.
“Ok,” I slurred out.
Fighting the urge to pass out again, I struggled for a few minutes to push myself upright in bed. A soft hand under my armpit helped me finish sitting upright. I looked up to see a face I never would have thought I would see again.
Alyssa smiled back a secret smile. “Hello, Vie. Your mother has told me so much about you.”
“She has, has she?” I responded, trying hard to make sense of the odd way Alyssa was speaking to me.
“Vie, this is Nurse-”
“Alyssa, please,” she interrupted before my mother could finish her introduction.