Ava’s POV
I woke to the repetitive beeping of a heart monitor, the sterile scent of antiseptic filling my nostrils, making me scrunch them up. The ceiling above me was white; too white, and the lights were too bright, forcing me to squint as I tried to gather my thoughts. My body felt sluggish, my limbs weighed down as if the air around me had turned heavy.
Confusion settled in first; why was I in this lifeless place again? How did I get here?
The last thing I remembered was the rain, its cold fingers clawing at my skin, dragging me into the road of unconsciousness. My body had been shutting down, exhaustion gripping me so tightly I could barely breathe. Then, darkness. No memory of who had found me or brought me here.
My hand instinctively went to my stomach, pressing on it as if the
