Greta Lovelace
My mind raced as I tried to process Melina's words. Fourteen days? That was impossible. How had I been asleep for so long? What had happened during those fourteen days?
My breathing quickened and my heart started racing faster and faster. I tried to calm down, but it felt like an impossible task. The only thing that could comfort me at that moment was my familiar rabbit, Mel the Terrible, who managed to get out of its cage and cuddled with me, trying to give me comfort.
I felt the soft, velvety fur of Mel the Terrible against my skin. It was a comforting feeling that sent a wave of warmth through my body and made me feel safe. I ran my fingers through her fur, marveling at how soft it was, and the rabbit responded by nestling into me further and purring softly.
As I held
