58 Breakfast in bed

Malachi placed her gently on the bed and she turned away immediately, hating herself and being embarrassed. She curled, afraid of what he would do next. She would rather he did something mean than make her feel this useless and that was how he made her feel. He covered her with a warm blanket and a sob escaped her lips. She put a hand over her mouth, her chest struck with pain. 

This was why she hated this. Letting her walls down once did this to her. She could not survive this pain. It was too much.

She grasped the cloth around her chest, squeezing the way she felt her chest squeeze. The pain choked her. She missed her parents. She missed her uncle. Ester. Bram. Ares.