23: Following the Trail

Alexa I blinked my eyes and slowly woke up. Yes, it was all just a dream.  “Yes,” I answered from inside the room. I hurriedly opened the door and saw Jo.  “Hey, are you okay?” Jo asked.  “Yes, I’m fine. Sorry if I made you worry.” I gave a weak smile, leaning my head against the door. “Thank goodness. Last night I was terrified and hid in my room the whole time. When I found out you left the club, I was afraid you wouldn’t come back.” Jo stood on tiptoe to hug me briefly. I laughed and returned her warm embrace. “No, don’t worry. I’m still happy staying at this club.” “That’s good then. I’d be so sad if I lost my only friend here.” Jo let go of the hug and sighed in relief. “No, I’ll stay here,” I said. “Have you been crying? Your face looks terrible.” Jo frowned, and I wiped my face with both hands. “Did you hurt your hand?” “Oh, this…” I looked at the bandage on my hand, which now felt light. There was no more pain, and I could move my wrist effortlessly. Maybe the compress had been