-Elena-
The detective was the one who brought me to the hospital. He had already sent a team to my house to search for the intruder. Now, I was sitting on a cold examination table. I had been examined a few minutes ago and was told that I would be just fine, although my neck was swollen and affecting my throat. I had been advised to avoid speaking for a while and to take things slow to avoid straining myself.
The door to the examination room opened, and the detective entered. He moved to the wall next to the table where I was sitting and crossed his arms. His eyes settled on the white collar around my neck, which was meant to provide support.
“Looks good,” he teased, offering me a small smile.
I couldn’t help but smile back, though my smile quickly faded as my eyes dropped to the floor
