Chapter 210

Diana's P. O. V

Another day had passed, with me taking the same medication, doing the same exercises and getting the same amount of rest and sleep. The only difference between now and when I was in the hospital was that my head didn't hurt like before, and I could feel my right arm, though it was still in a cast.

I was starting to get sick of staying at home, mom had gone to work and Makela was at school. If I didn't go out sooner or later I think I'd explode!.

*Knock*

"Someone actually came to see me today? How come they didn't call?." I asked myself walking towards the door. I didn't bother to look out the window, since the person would probably be someone I know.

"Hello." I said, fighting back a yawn, I had just woken up from an afternoon nap and my hair looked like a bird's nest. Not to talk of the sleep marks that were imprinted on my cheeks.