Nothing Left to Save

When Cora joined them in the sunny kitchen for breakfast the following morning, she was wearing a gigantic pair of sunglasses and moving gingerly, with the caution of someone nursing a hell of a headache. She was dressed in a faded shirt and an ugly pair of sweatpants that had seen better days. Her hair was a complete mess. She tried to swallow down her nausea when Dom gestured toward a pile of pa