Anya Lovas-Yeats & Zora Yeats
After Asif left, Zora shut her eyes and slept. There wasn't much else she could do until the doctors decided one way or another about her condition. It was strange, not feeling anything below your waist and in some instances embarrassing for the young girl. She had to have a catheter and the idea of needing help for simple things like going to the bathroom was difficult to deal with.
To keep from causing further embarrassment, it was one of the nurses that helped her with these moments. Anya would graciously step out of the room to give her sister that time to deal with her emotions. Less stress on her sister meant she could use that energy for healing instead of dealing with the worry and embarrassment of having her family help her. But Anya knew that if her sister's condition were to become permanent, the likelihood that she would have to depend on a family member for awhile was inevitable.
She would catch Zora once in awhile testing the feeling in her body. She would touch around the area of her abdomen to where the skin was numb, then she'd slowly run her hand down her hip and waste. It pained Anya to watch her do it, knowing how frustrating it had to be for her sister. Today though, she'd forgone the normal routine after waking up and opted just to stare at the ceiling while Anya studied. To try and keep her mind occupied, she often read her texts to her, bounced off questions and engaged her in conversation. This was what they were doing when Lina had come in.
"Hi Aunt Lina." Zora replied softly.
"He did, thank you and I was worried about him."
Anya got up from the bed and put her book down and greeted Aunt Lina as well.
"I'm going to run to the cafeteria, is there anything I can bring back for either of you?"Anya asked.
Once her question was answered, Anya left the two of them alone. There was several moments of silence in the room while Zora debated asking her aunt the questions that occupied her mind. After a shuttered breath, Zora turned her head and looked at her aunt Lina.
"How...how did feel when you were hurt? How did you deal with it without...going crazy?" She asked quietly.
Peace is a lie
There is only passion
Through passion I gain strength
Through strength I gain power
Through power I gain victory
Through victory my chains are broken
The Force shall set me free