Abi's Point of View
I gently placed Hope down onto the bed in the guest room. Annie had already been in and switched the pillows so that when her head hit the pillow she smelt me. The audible sigh she gave out when she rested her head was one of deep satisfaction. Knowing that it was me that got that reaction from her made me feel a hundred feet tall. I sat down next to her and held her hand. She was perfect.
"She can't go to bed in that state." Annie had followed behind me.
She was right. Hope was still wearing a scarlet dress that barely covered her body. The color of the dress did nothing to disguise the fact that she was covered in her own blood. Her hair was matted and dirty from where she had been lying on the floor when Gracie was tending to her and her feet were black f
