-Andrew-
I ran to the palace as quickly as I could. As soon as I reached the door, I threw my sweatshirt back on and went in. It’s hard to believe this door has been here my whole life, because I don’t think I ever saw it before I brought Cora here last week.
I step into the room to find Mom in bed with Cora and Dad in a chair. Everyone turns to me when I enter.
“You look like s**t,” I tell my sister with a grin.
She smirks. “You smell like shit.”
“Guys!” Mom says, clearly annoyed with us. Cora giggles, though. I knew she would.
“How are you feeling?” I ask my sister. I don’t need to, though. It’s written all over her face.
“Everything hurts,” she says softly. “I want my bed.”
Dad sighs. “You should stay here. Moving you will only make you hurt worse.”
Cora frowns, b
