Chapter 19
Ana
A warm, comforting hand was pressed against my cheeks. I jolted up from my nightmare and the comforting hand was moved away from my body. Gasping for air, I looked around the room and the bed I was in. I was back in the same room where Dr. Wilson kept me earlier.
“Finally, I was going to call the ambulance if you didn’t wake up.” Dr. Wilson said with a sigh. I glanced over to him who was sitting right beside the bed. A duvet was placed over my body and I had an IV attached to my hand.
“What’s this for?” I raised my hand and pointed at the IV.
“You were way to weak,” he replied.
I rubbed the back of my neck and pressed by back against the headboard of the bed. “I f****d up again, didn’t I?”
Why couldn’t these memories come to an end? I thought to m
