*Leo*
My eyes blinked open as a hazy hospital room appeared. I hadn’t been sure what was happening since the last thing I remember was feeling a bullet enter my body. At that thought, I winced as I tried to move my arm.
“Careful, Leo,” I heard a woman’s voice. “You got shot in the shoulder. You shouldn’t try to move it too much.”
Finally, my sight cleared up and I could see a nurse standing next to me with a clipboard in her hand.
“Bianca?” I croaked.
“She’s next to you,” the nurse spoke. “She hasn’t left your side since you got here.”
“Why am I here?” I asked, my voice rough as ever.
“I don’t know the details,” she said. “All I know is that you came in with a gunshot wound to your shoulder and a mild case of hypothermia. After surgery you were put into a medically induced coma to allow your temperature to rise at a slow, but safe rate.”
“Alright, then,” was all I managed to respond with, still feeling so confused.
