Phoenix:
I guided Tina into her room. Her body was fully slumped on me, and she was mumbling things I could not understand.
Once inside, I helped her sit on the edge of the bed and was turning away when she quickly held my hand, "Do I know you?"
Her eyes were unusually wide.
Yes. You know me. Remember? You're the one who did this to my face.
I pulled my hand from her grip and moved the blanket aside, gently helping her lie down. She was quiet, staring at the ceiling.
When I was adjusting the blanket over her, she again reached out for my hand and this time held it tightly.
"How come you weren't scared of him?" There was curiosity in her eyes, and her voice was barely above a whisper, "You didn't follow his order and brought me here."
There was this strange glint in her eyes. Maybe she was confused or hurt…
I just looked at her, then slowly freed my hand. I needed to tuck the blanket over her, and her eyes were following me.
The girl was fighting sleep.
