Chapter 48
Peter's
I sat in the uncomfortable chair right next to Lily's bed. I had pulled the chair as close as I could so I could watch her every breath. My elbows rested on my knees, and I kept my head in my hands for a while before looking up to stare at her face. She was so still. It felt like she had been like this forever, even though it had only been a week. Her skin was very pale, almost the color of the white sheets. Her breathing was very shallow, so quiet that I had to lean in just to make sure she was still alive.
