"Over there." Trisha pointed to the movers. They were bringing in a new bed as well as the medical equipment. The new bed was four times the size of the other one. Since Yuki still needed to have certain things hooked up to her, unless they got a new bed, Trisha would not be able to sleep at her side. So Trisha made sure to get a new bed like they had planned. While Trisha was doing that, Tina was making sure everything in the apartment was wheelchair accessible. Even the bathroom was completely remodeled once more.
"Trisha, how's it… Oh! This is nice. Much better than that jail cell feel she had going before." Tina looked around the room. Trisha was currently painting one of the walls a sky blue color.
"I wanted it to be all warm colors for when Yuki finally regained the ability to see colors again. Hopefully, she will like it." Trisha lowered her head, her cheeks pink. She was doing everything she could to make Yuki happy. She wanted her Yuki to always be happy.
"You are just as cute as ever when it comes to Yuki. But everything does seem to be going well. Yuki is now able to talk a little, although her lips are still sluggish, her tongue is now moving normally." Tina remembered just the other day when she was there to visit, and Yuki forced out the word Mom. The word itself was mispronounced, but Tina knew what she was trying to say. She could not stop the tears from escaping her eyes.
"Mm… Yuki is a fighter. Tomorrow she will be coming home as long as the doctor okays it." Trisha put her paintbrush down and looked around the room. The room looked much brighter now. It had new furniture and a TV. Trisha planned to make Yuki as comfortable as possible.
Later that day, Trisha went back to the hospital and began packing up Yuki's things. Yuki watched her as Trisha was busying herself. Since she woke up, Trisha had been waiting on her hand and foot. Never complaining, and never shied away from a task. Yuki had never felt so much love in her entire life. This girl who she had only met for such a short time loved her so much and she to her... "Tri-pa, I wo-ve tou"
Yuki's words fumbled, and she mispronounced them, but they hit Trisha right in the heart. Trisha froze when she heard those words. It took a minute for her to even register what was just said. She turned her head to look at Yuki, who was looking back at her. Her bottom lip quivered as she nodded her head. Tears rolled down her cheek. She walked over to Yuki and gave her a hug. "I love you too... " These words were unsaid until now. But this was what she felt for Yuki. She truly loved this girl.
Tina, who had just returned from getting some drinks for Yuki, was about to open the door when she heard what was said. A smile bloomed on her face as she stepped away from the door. She knew it would be best to give them some time.
Eternal Palace…
In a white marble room lined with gold, a young woman sat in a large blue chair staring at the old lady who was kneeling on the floor before her. Her arms were crossed across her chest, and she had one leg propped on top of the other, bouncing it up and down, showing how impatient she was at this time. With a furrowed brow, she spoke in an aggravated tone: "Why did it take so long for you to get back? Why is that trash not with you?"
"Princess Jasmine, I ran into complications on the way back. The people you hired had to be dealt with. Otherwise, I would have brought back a corpse instead of these things.." The old woman replied and took out a card and keys.
"Oh? What is this?" Princess Jasmine. The eighth princess of the Evergreen royal family. She had the same silver hair and green eyes as Trisha.
"The Ninth Princess, Trisha Evergreen, says she will no longer hold the evergreen name and has given up everything for the girl that was shot in the head." The old woman replied.
"Hmmm? That explains why she is not here, but why did it take you almost a month to return? I am sure the clean up was quite quick, no?" Princess Jasmine asked. She raised an eyebrow and leaned forward. "What were you doing during this time?"
"I..." The old woman had sweat forming on her brow. She could not explain herself.
"Can't explain? Then I do not have any use for you." Princess Jasmine reached to her side and pulled out a syringe with a long needle sticking out of it. "This is something I came up with the other day. What it does even I don't know. But it should stimulate your cells. I probably should test it on an animal first, but since I have someone who is useless sitting before me, I will just use you to test it."
"No! Princess, please no! Ahhh! It Burns!!!!!" The old woman's screams filled the room. But slowly, they began to fade. Princess Jasmine looked at the puddle goop on the floor and frowned. "Did I put too much cell splitting agent in? Whatever the case… That trash really knows how to make a scene. Not only did she not die, but she gave up the Evergreen name? Heh. As long as she stays away, I do not care. Having such trash in the Evergreen family is nothing more than a stain on the Evergreen name."
Princess Jasmine's Eyes turned cold as she got up and took off her shoes that had touched the goop. "Someone clean up this mess. Report to my father that the trash has finally left the family. I am sure he will be delighted. Also send someone to watch over her. The first time she uses the family name for anything, kill her."
