Lol. That would e weird if it wasn't.))
Amber finished reading it and her hands began to shake. She bit down on her lip again and the cut reopened. She clutched the paper tightly between her hands, fear and worry clawing through her. She slid up and stood, using her crutches to take her to her room. Changing into sweats and a t-shirt she read the letter again before setting it down.