Peach's Pov
The unfamiliar scent enveloped my senses, and I struggled to pry my eyes open. My vision seemed reluctant, resisting my attempts to focus on the surroundings. Blinking repeatedly, I managed to clear the blur, only to discover that I was in a hospital room, a perplexing sight with a needle secured in my vein. My memory failed me, offering only a murky recollection of darkness swallowing my vision. Why was I here, and what had transpired to land me in this unfamiliar place?
Breaking the silence in the room, a woman in a doctor's uniform approached. "I can see that you are awake," she noted, her tone conveying a mix of concern and professionalism. "You should take it easy next time and avoid running when your heartbeat is at a very high level," she advised, a gentle reminder tha
