Alexa's P . O . V
I'm beginning to hate waking up to find myself in a hospital.
How did I go from never being in a hospital to being this frequent as to being on a hospital bed for the second time this year?
Opening my eyes, I didn't need to be told I was in a hospital bed with the usual high white Walls and strong scent of disinfectant which made me feel sick in the stomach.
I watched the tiny blades of the white ceiling fan rotate as i tried to recall how exactly I wounded up here this time
"Clara? Are you alright?" I heard a very familiar and unexpected voice call pulling me away from my premature thoughts.
Wait what?
Am I dead? Because it definitely cannot be the same Jay from the office sitting beside me and holding my hand in this manner looking this worried. This could only
