“Shhh...it’s all going to be okay,” Yui had whispered into my ear. Those were the last words I heard before I ended up in this hospital bed, and I wish those were the last words I had ever heard. I hate it in this hospital, and I have been here since Sunday night. The bed was uncomfortable, the walls were plain and lifeless because they were painted white, but the paint was clearly chipping away, the curtains were outdated, and the TV was nothing but static. Shhhhhhhhhhh.
“Monica?” Nurse Eliza entered the room to check up on me. She is such a sweet woman; she is from France, and her accent is calming to listen to.
“Yes?” I reply, shaking my head. The sound of the TV static makes me zone out.
“Detective Thomas would like to speak with you about that night; may he come in or should we wait?” She smiled at me.
“He can come in now. Thank you very much, miss.” I smiled back at her. She put me at ease. Ease. Something I might not feel soon, as I was to leave the hospital and her presence soon. I looked up and saw the detective enter the room...