ELENA
The ceiling was white.
That was the first thing.
The lights were bright and there's a steady mechanical sound somewhere to my left.
I was in a hospital.
I turned my head slowly. It cost me a sharp pressure at my temple that arrived without warning.
It made me close my eyes until it passed. When I opened them again the room had settled into something I could look at without the edges moving.
I was in a suite.
Liam was arguing with a man near the door while holding flowers and a balloon.
The other man was tall with dark hair. He was looking at me as if he knew me.
I couldn't remember him.
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Liam smiled.
"Hey." He came to the bed. "You're awake. Elena, just stay still—"
"Liam." My voice came out wrong. Thin. "What happened? Why am I here? And why are you arguing with
