CAMILLA POV
That evening, Archie went home, leaving me to rest and recover. As I lay in my hospital bed, the events of the past weeks swirled in my mind. I was still grappling with the reality of having been in a coma for two weeks and in a partial coma for over a week. The thought of having been unconscious for so long was surreal, and I struggled to piece together everything that had happened.
The next morning, around 10 am, I was resting when I noticed an unusual amount of activity in the hallway. Curious, I tried to sit up, but before I could fully gather myself, the door to my room swung open, and a stream of people began to pour in.
I was stunned. A group of smiling faces, carrying flowers, balloons, and gifts, filled the small room. I didn't know what was happening. My ey
