Alexis was going home tomorrow. The doctors had finally given her permission to go home and also reminded her that her therapy would start as well.
Therapy? She scoffed, she did not need any therapy. All she had to do was forget about it and move forward. That was all she had to do; forget and move forward and then slowly and steadily shift back into her old routine.
But there were various questions in her mind still running around and most of them were from the last week.
The situation of life and death.
She wondered to what cliff of life had she been standing on now that she had to consider her choices between life and death. She had a healthy life before where she worked according to her will, got paid for the work she did and enjoyed her life on her terms. But now nothing was happening her way. Everything was slipping from her fingers and just as much as she tried to hold on, she failed.
