"A hospital for rich people with fancy insurance," she said. She backed away a little, but didn't let go of him. She hated not being able to talk to him. She had wanted him to be the second visitor, when she had been allowed to choose two. First being Evie, of course. But she was a parent now and she knew how she would feel if anyone else got to see Evie before her, so she had chosen David and Rhiannon. Poor Iestyn had been relegated to number three, and she hated it.
"Come sit with me?" she asked, pulling him towards her bed with her. "You look good, footwear notwithstanding. I'm okay, Annwyl. I'm going to be okay. I mean at the moment it's mood stabilisers which are awesome, but they'll work until my brain chemistry sorts itself out. You're stuck with me for a while, okay?"