"the bright light of St Charles hospital in new York City reflected off the polished floors as the clock struck 10:50am, marking the precise moment when Clara's world would be turned upside down.
Waking up that morning Clara tried to move her hand but found out she couldn't
"Panic sets in as she tried to lift her arms, but it's felt heavy, as if weighed down by an invisible force.
She tried to speak, but her voice was barely a whisper. Clara's heart raced as she realized she was attached to an IV drip and monitor beeps filled the air.
She was in a hospital room, but how did she get there? memories of the previous night's event were hazy, but one face stood out -his face the face of the boy she loved,who has been with her through thick and thin where was he now ?
She felt a hand on her legs she opened her eyes only to see Henry
"Henry's eyes locked onto hers, filled with concern and love. ' Clara,oh my god,I was so worried about you; he whisper, his voice trembling. Clara's heart skipped a beat as she tried to process her emotions. She hadn't seen Henry for the past few years , yet the spark between them still felt alive.