Flashback ( PDFDrive )

THIRTY-TWO
TIME SHAPED INTO A ROUTINE.
Morning check-ins with Silveny. Evening check-ins with Fitz.
Training lessons sandwiched in between—wearing Sophie out both
mentally and physically, but never setting her back. She tried hailing
Dex a few times, but he was always busy training with Tinker. She
tried getting the information Keefe needed, but Bo brought new
meaning to the word “evasive.” And there were lots of Elwin exams in
the mix. Lots of medicine. Lots of tiny improvements—all building to
the moment when Elwin decided that Sophie could finally go without
her sling.
Her arm felt scrawny and weak, hanging like a foreign object at her
side. And she still couldn’t do a whole lot with it.
But her reflection in the mirror was back to normal, so she tried to
celebrate that victory.
Fitz was freed from his crutches as well, moving with only a slight
limp—which Elwin had promised wasn’t permanent.
And Fitz and Biana’s time playing nice with Alvar slowly wound to
an end.
Four days left.
Then three.
Two.
One.