Saphora vol.1 Retention
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In the calm, fresh smelling room of the hospital, Glover was resting in a bed. Blanket up to his chest, and his arms resting comfortably on his stomach as he stayed in silence, reviewing his own thoughts. The soft beep of the monitor beside him hummed in his ears. The muted television coming down from the ceiling showing scenes from a crime show. He watched with a still face, his breathing calm and his body at ease – while his mind raced. Flashes of a man throwing fire from his hands at his vehicle. Of his car swerving towards the guardrail. Of Saphora, unscathed, pulling him from the car, and protecting him from that man. Glover’s brows pinched together as he sighed, recalling the day clearly. The look of terror on Saphora’s face as the man threw ball after ball at the already flaming car. He grumbled.
She had been telling the truth.
The sound of the door opening interrupted Glover’s thoughts, making him shift his attention to the curtain that surrounded his bed. It wasn’t long before it was pulled back, revealing Officer Johnson and Roland. Johnson smiled at him, taking her hand off the curtain.
“Hey there, tiger,” she greeted, putting her hands on her hips. “You got pretty banged up, didn’t you?” Glover tried to smile back, nodding his head.
“So it seems,” he answered. “But I’m fine. Just a few fractures.”
“Just a few fractures he says,” Roland scoffed, shaking his head. “Stop trying to sound so tough,” he chuckled. Glover grinned. But it was gone as quickly as it had arrived, his face suddenly getting more serious.
“Where is Saphora?” he asked. Johnson sighed, crossing her arms.
“Home, I’m guessing.” Glover shook his head.
“Have you spoken to her?” Johnson shook hers.
“Why’re you worried about her? She left you at the scene.” Glover shook his head again, looking up at the ceiling momentarily.
“The story that she told her doctor. That she tried to tell us?” he began, looking over at Johnson. She half nodded, signaling him to continue.
“Yeah? What about it?” Roland asked.
“She was telling the truth.”
Both Johnson and Roland froze at the statement, hesitating to even look at each other.