Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

He laughed as Banks walked around my bed toward the
door.
“We’ll be back with food,” Will called out, leaving the
room with her.
I hadn’t meant to fall asleep again, but one minute I was
looking over at Winter, knowing why she’d chosen to distance
herself all the way over on the other bed instead of curl up on
mine, but I was still relieved she decided to stay at all.
What a fucking mess. Every time something good
happened…
I needed to take her to Maine. Out in the woods, away
from everyone else, no WiFi. Maybe then we’d get some time.
The curtain was drawn again between us, the nurse
probably pulling it closed for privacy or to not wake Winter,
and I sat up in bed, noticing a brown bag on the tray and some
clothes on the chair.
Had Banks and Will already come and gone?
I grabbed the bag, opening it. Looking inside, I inhaled the
scent of Marina’s piroshki and groaned as my stomach
rumbled. GGrabbing one of the buns, I popped it in my mouth
and ate it before tearing off the sheet and swinging my legs
over the side.
“Winter,” I said, not bothering to whisper.
She didn’t respond and I didn’t see her move behind the
curtain.
My body ached like hell, but I forced myself to stand
anyway, stretching and rotating limbs to wake them up.
Reaching over, I whipped the curtain aside, the rings
sliding across the track, but when I looked at the bed, it was
empty.