Rebirth Of The Rejected Luna Chapter 25: Discharged.

**Tiana's POV**

The following morning, I awoke in a bit of a good mood. My body had been given the rest it had needed for what felt like so long. Yesterday was a bit of a blur, but while my aches and pains are still present, the physical tiredness was gone, and I felt a bit more refreshed. I opened my eyes, rubbed them briefly, and sat up more easily, since it was morning, and the light coming in through the windows of the infirmary was less harsh on my eyes.

I got up from the bed and my muscles were not as sore as they were yesterday, although I could feel a slight pain as I was getting up. With my next breath, I felt the air inside of me, with no constriction or the wheezing that had come every breath the day prior. It was the first time in a while that I didn’t have to focus on pain or trying to stay alive, and I savored the feeling.

Then I glanced to the left and noticed Theo hovering in the doorway, looking right at me with such desperate, fervent stares, that I felt my pulse race. In the gaze, I detected fear and worry, while in my heart, anxiety and everything else surged with different intensity. That was a strange feeling, yet I couldn’t help but feel somewhat reassured by his presence.

The physician, who had been checking my vitals, noticed I was awake and smiled warmly. "Good morning, Tiana. You look much better today. You're good to go, but remember to take care of yourself. Rest when you need to, and don't overexert yourself."

I nodded, feeling a rush of gratitude for her kindness and care. Then again, it was her job. "Thank you."

Theo stepped forward, he had a look of relief and hesitation on his face. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm... I'm feeling better," I replied, my voice still a bit hoarse but much stronger than before. "Thank you for... for everything."

He nodded, his eyes softening. "I'm glad to hear that. I was worried about you."

Before I could respond, the physician interjected, "She needs to take it easy for a while. Make sure she doesn’t overexert herself. She should probably stop training for about a week.

Theo turned to her, his brow furrowing in thought. "What if she gets prepared and joins us for breakfast? Would that be alright?"

The physician considered this for a moment before nodding. "As long as she feels up to it and takes it easy, I don't see why not."

I hesitated, the thought of facing everyone after what happened yesterday filling me with a mix of anxiety and slight fear. But the idea of sitting with Theo, of having a chance to clear the air, was too tempting to pass up. "Sure, why not?" I said, managing a small smile.

Then again, did I really have the courage to clear things up? What on earth was I even going to say?

Theo’s expression brightened, and he gave me a reassuring nod. "Great. Take your time getting ready. I'll wait for you."

With that, I slipped out of bed, feeling a bit unsteady and dizzy from the sudden movements. The physician handed me the clothes I was wearing before. I had been changed into some sort of free gown meant for the infirmary probably while I was asleep. I thanked her again before walking out the door.

As I headed to my room, I could not help but feel Theo's presence behind me. It was a little unsettling, yet it felt protective at the same time. When we got to the stairs, he held out his arm for me to grab onto, just to steady myself.

"Or would you like me to carry you?" He asked with a teasing smile. "I don't mind it."

My cheeks flushed in embarrassment as I remembered yesterday.

"There's no need for that," I mumbled, feeling shy.

"I do quite like carrying you," he said, gently scooping me up in his arms. I giggled uncontrollably as he playfully ran up the stairs and then through the corridors till we got to the front of my room.

He let me down gently and patted my head. "I'll be waiting right here for you," he smiled.

"Are you aware that we ladies take an awfully long time to get ready?"

"Well, I do have a younger sister," he grinned. "And I'm here in case a repeat of yesterday happens. Although I hope not."

I laughed. "I shall try my best to be as fast as I can."

As I prepared for breakfast, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. I tried to focus on the simple act of getting ready, but my mind kept drifting back to the confrontation with Fiona. We had managed to have a decent conversation earlier but talking about yesterday was inevitable.

I felt a knot of anxiety tightening in my stomach as I wondered what I would say to him, how I would explain the misunderstanding that had caused so much pain.

The truth was, I felt foolish for thinking that Theo would believe me over Fiona. She was his best friend, a member of the pack he had grown up with, and I was just an outsider. The realization stung, and I felt a wave of self-doubt wash over me. Why had I expected anything different?

I brushed my hair, trying to push those thoughts aside. I needed to focus on the present, on finding a way to make things right. Maybe, just maybe, Theo would be willing to listen to my side of the story. Or would he continue ignoring the whole issue of yesterday like we were doing now?

As I dressed, I rehearsed what I would say, trying to find the right words to convey my feelings without sounding defensive or accusatory, just in case he decided to bring it up. Even if he did not bring it up, I knew that Fiona, being a bitch, was definitely going to bring it up.