She kissed the scars on his skin.

Chapter 4

Why don't I hear her voice all the time? Just sometimes? I can always tell when she's here. I feel less pain. Yes, it did come back. But every now and again it goes. Always when I hear her voice talking to me. She has an accent I can't quite place. Definitely not American. Australian? European? I don't know. Thinking hurts. I can sense she's here before I hear her. I can smell a slight coconut smell. It's the smell of her. The smell reminds me of the beach. It's lovely. I feel my hand being lifted slightly and there's a slight ache in it at the movement. But then I hear her voice and the ache is forgotten.
"Are you going to wake up soon my lovely?" I hear. Does she mean me? Am I asleep? I don't know what's going on. Is this all some weird dream?
"It's been 4 months. You're almost healed up now physically but I know you're not quite ready. We will get you there though."
I feel a gentle squeeze on my hand and I desperately want to squeeze back but my brain can't make my hand do it. Shame. I liked the feeling of her hand on mine. It felt safe. Reassuring.
I sense her leaving the room and I want to shout come back but my mouth won't work.