It was a normal day like any other when a young man awoke from his strange dream in a cold sweat and with a disgruntled grimace on his face , he looked over to his side , making sure the sleeping beaughty beside him was ok , zack has been dating Elizabeth for over two years and have only recently moved in togeather , the man sighed and he relaxed knowing whatever just happened was a dream , yet he watched Eliza's chest rise and fall in a calming pattern as she slept .
When the sun finally crept over the horizon and shot through the windows it was already time for Zach to leave for work , giving him no time to say goodbye or goodmorning to his beloved . So once Elizabeth woke up she was alone . Eliza sat up and ran her fingers though her hair using her right hand , her only hand .
She slowly walked down the steep wooden stairs to the kitchen , once there she got smacked in the face with the smell of burnt toast and cold tea " oh Jesus , he was late for work again " Eliza spoke to herself as she began to clean up after him , humming a tune while doing so . Once the kitchen was clean and she window opened , letting in the crisp winter air , she made herself a nice meal for breakfast , she was an excellent cook and was reminded of that every time zack ate, he was always greatful .
As Eliza ate she pondered the choices she must make today , it made her anxious as everything did . She thought about getting a new arm , it would help her deal with the everlasting eyes on her in public , but it would leave her and Zack poorer , she also felt bad using his hard earned money on an arm , but that arm could help her in so many ways , Eliza drifted out of her daydream and declared that she would talk to zack about this , right now she was too tired to panic and was busy enjoying her lovely breakfast with the tv .
