shit hole...

Keerah's POV

#previously

"Do you feel okay, Keerah?" It was Damien that was asking and I only nodded.

I know I should feel ecstatic with the fact that I have all these people who genuinely cared for me, but I couldn't help but feel sad and anxious all at the same time.

I was anxious because I wasn't sure if one of these people here could be trusted or not as u thought back to the memories of what I saw while in a comma.

And I was also sad because I had always thought Eric would always be there for me no matter what but I guess that wasn't the case, and I wanted to act like I was glad it turned out that way, but I failed wholesomely.

I was feeling tired of being here at the hospital, and I wanted to leave, however, the thought that I was going back to the house where everyone was a potential suspect of the person who tried to murder me didn't quite sit well with me but I don't think I have much of a choice.