Melanie
When I wake up, I'm in the hospital. I can hear the machines pumping, and it looks like I'm either in the emergency room or a private room. It's been a long time since I've gone to the hospital because of my diabetes, and I'm unsure what happened today.
Glancing around the room, I spot Weston asleep in a chair that looks totally uncomfortable for his big body. I don't want to disturb him, but I also need to know what's happening. I try to speak through dry lips, but it doesn't work. So, I wet them and try again. This time, a croak comes out, and he wakes with a start.
"Melanie, are you okay?" he rushes to the side of my bed.
"Yeah," I croak. "I think so. I'm just really thirsty."
"Do you want me to get a doctor?"
"Yeah, please."