Elsa's mind was still reeling. Was that on purpose? Less than forty-eight hours ago, Anna had yielded – albeit somewhat reluctantly – to the notion that her older sister was seeing another girl, citing Elsa's happiness as the only thing that mattered. So why is she still pursuing me?Elsa already knew the answer. She'd picked up on Anna's idiosyncrasy only minutes ago.Like you said, she's stubborn as hell. And she's not willing to let you go.Elsa pressed a hand to her forehead.She's fighting for you.Anna wrinkled her nose as the nurse wheeled her into the small, sterile room she would be calling home for the next few days, her parents following closely. Elsa hung back, unsure if the room was even big enough for one person, let alone five.