The delicious smell of coffee refreshed Sibyl's senses, waking her from what felt like a very long dream. Her vision was blurry and her mind was foggy as she tried to figure out where she was.
“You’re awake,” a familiar face appeared in front of her, smiling warmly. It was Philip, the gossiper from the hospital staff.
“You…” Sibyl looked at him in confusion.
“It’s Philip. You probably don’t know my name because you never showed any interest in talking to any males,” he chuckled, offering his hand to help her sit up.
Sibyl hesitated but took his offered hand, allowing him to assist her into a sitting position.
Sibyl gave him an awkward smile. “Why are you here, and what is this place?” she asked, trying to sit up in the bed, only to feel great discomfort between her thighs.
"Hiss!"
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