Maya opened her eyes; she felt sore all over her body as if a bull had trampled her and lived to tell the story.
“Aaarghh, …,” she groaned when she tried to sit up.
A woman’s hand restrained her, “I would not try that if I were you, your body just went through a very taxing incident and it is yet to heal.”
Maya’s brain was foggy but she did think the voice sounded familiar but she could not place it, she turned her head and froze in place. There sitting by her bedside was the one person she never dreamt she would one day come face to face with in reality but here she was in all her glory. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Celestine watched Maya, too emotional to make a move and too scared of spooking her. She just looked at her with tears falling down her cheeks, her
