ELLA.
I winced the moment my eyes flung open.
A sharp, throbbing pain shot through my head, forcing a soft groan out of my lips as I blinked slowly, trying to adjust to the brightness above me.
White.
All I could see was white.
The ceiling stretched above me, cold and unfamiliar, and for a few seconds, I simply stared at it blankly, my mind struggling to catch up with my surroundings.
Where… was I?
My thoughts felt heavy, like they were moving through fog, refusing to piece together properly.
Then, I heard a sound, soft and rhythmic.
Beep… beep… beep…
The steady echo of a monitor.
It pulled me back.
With effort, I turned my head slightly toward the direction of the sound, every movement sending a dull ache through my body. My gaze landed on the drip stand beside me, the clear fluid slowly flowing down the tube.
And just like that…reality settled in.
I was in the hospital.
