Aubrey’s pov ;
The incessant beeping of medical machines pierced through the darkness, slowly pulling me back to consciousness. My mind felt foggy and disoriented, and my body was heavy with exhaustion. With great effort, I pried open my heavy eyelids, only to be met with harsh fluorescent lights casting stark shadows on the walls. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, and every sound seemed amplified in the stillness.
When I tried to move, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen, immobilising me. Confused, I looked down and saw tubes and wires snaking out from under the thin hospital gown covering my body. The IV drip in my arm and the heart monitor on my finger confirmed my fears—I was in a hospital.
Just then, the door creaked open, and a doctor in a crisp white coat entered. His expression was grave as he walked towards my bed and stood over me with gentle eyes.
"How are you feeling?" his voice was soft but serious.