Three Days Later
Nurse Emilee discharged me from hospital, sending me home with some painkillers and demanding I have as much bed rest as possible. Carter picked me up and took me back to his apartment. I still wasn’t happy with this arrangement. I’ve only known Carter for just over two weeks and I felt like the situation was moving way faster than I would have liked.
He helped me get settled in the bed of his guest room and unpacked my small bag of belongings that Scarlett sent over to the hospital for me.
“Are you hungry?” He asks.
“A little.” I admit.
“I’ll be right back.” He pecks my lips lightly and leaves the room. My fat lip has gone down now but I still have the cuts. My ribs were still extremely tender and I had to be careful while brushing my hair due to the stitches in my
