Chapter 51 Beginning Of My Healing
- Jules POV
- I look at my hands in the dim light. The bruise on my wrist is almost gone now, just a shadow of yellow-green if you catch it right, and my hands look wrong to me still, too thin, the tendons visible when I flex my fingers.
- Twenty-two pounds. I know the number without looking at a scale. This is what two months looks like on a body that stopped wanting to take care of itself.