C202 202

Chloe Bishop pressed her lips together, tugged at the blanket, and lay back silently. "It's fine. I'm okay on my own."

"Keep an eye on the IV. Call me when it's almost done."

The nurse left a few instructions and went back to work.

Silence returned to the room. She clutched the blanket, feeling a deep cold settle over her.

She had been treasured her whole life — held like a pearl