Broken Beginnings: Chapter Four

Chapter Four:

Day after day as I sat in Nadia’s room, I prayed for a flicker of recognition, even a flicker would give me hope. Just a flicker would tell me that somewhere beneath it all the old Nadia was slowly emerging.

Slowly Nadia was healing physically, learning to do the most basic of things over again, from feeding herself to brushing her teeth. Her efforts were still awkward…