Chapter 63

• Amber sat in a plastic chair next to the hospital bed where her brother laid. He was awake but remained in a catatonic state, staring emotionlessly at the white ceiling boards above them.
• Her heart shattered into a million pieces at the sight of him. His face was bruised black and blue, lips cut and stitched and his body mummified in bandages.
• “Anson? Anson, can you hear me?” Amber called out softly in a quivering voice, gently cradling her brother’s left hand. It was the only body part that was left unscathed.