Her wounds were healing, with remarkable speed. She could feel the skin closing up. The flows of blood stop. Poppy felt stronger than she had ever before in her life.
For the second time this week poppy opened her eyes not knowing what to expect. Instead of a soft bed poppy awoke on hard tile floor were she had fallen. She sat upright, and then stood up. She could see so much better now with these eyes, was I blind before? Poppy thought. There was no sign of Cole anywhere. That coward, poppy thought. It was a good idea that Cole was nowhere to be seen