A Mother's Crusade

SIENNA

Voices filter through the heavy fog wrapping around my brain. They sound distant, muffled like they are traveling through deep water.

"Why isn't she waking up yet?"

The voice belongs to Theo. It is tight with exhaustion, laced with a deep, gnawing worry that pulls me closer to the surface.

"She lost a significant amount of blood, Theo," a female voice answers softly. The tone is clin