C40 Forgiveness

Emily's POV

I open my eyes slowly and feel grateful for the darkness that welcomes me. I'm not ready for any bright lights just yet. My body screams out in pain and I groan quietly, shifting out of the position I'm in. I pull back the covers and glance back down at the ugly white plaster on my stomach.

Bile rises to the back of my throat as the images come flashing back to me . . . the gunshot