Hidden Scars

POV: Kaelia.

I blink my eyes open to a blinding white ceiling. Fourteen days. A strange instinct humming in my sluggish veins tells me exactly two weeks have passed since I last saw the sun. My body feels like heavy lead, wrapped tight in thick medical bandages that restrict my breathing and chafe mercilessly against my sensitive skin. The sharp smell of sterile bleach mixes with the faint, metal