BEN
The hospital room is bathed in the soft, eerie glow of the emergency lights as the word "Meredith" continues to echo in the tense silence. Melody's dark eyes are wide, brimming with a mixture of confusion and fear.
"Meredith," I repeat, tasting the word on my tongue. There's a strange sense of familiarity to it, a comfort that soothes the throbbing ache in my head.
Melody runs a hand through her long, dark hair, her gaze distant. "I don't... Umm..." Panic flashed on her face. "Don't think about it too hard. The doctor said you shouldn't overexert yourself. Or your brain." She cleared her throat after saying this.
A pang of disappointment seizes me. I'd hoped that the name, this mysterious link to my past, would offer some answers. But instead, it only deepens the mystery.
"You sho
