Eleanor had been out cold for seven straight days—way longer than Carl had ever expected.
There wasn't any real threat to her life, and yet, she just wouldn't wake up.
Even their primary healer started getting anxious about it.
Carl ended up pulling in a specialist from another hospital, just to run more tests and keep an eye on her around the clock.
The day she finally came to, the weather was unusually sunny.
Warm sunlight streamed through the window, falling softly across her blanket.
Eleanor slowly blinked her eyes open, her gaze sweeping across the stark, unfamiliar room. She looked totally lost.
What... what happened?
Was this... a hospital room?
That thick smell of disinfectant hit her like a punch—sharp and nauseating.
Her head was pounding.
Then,
