Ella’s POV
“Ella..”
The sound of my name split my unconscious mind in half.
"Ella, I need you to wake up."
l opened my eyes to see Dr. Zosak standing over me.
"We need you awake for this," he told me.
I felt the bed begin to tilt upwards, a mechanical whirring noise filling the room as it did so.
Turning to my right, I saw Zak as he helped me sit up straight.
"What's happening?" I asked.
"We're going to test a theory," Dr. Zosak said.
I looked over to see him standing beside a cart that had been pushed beside the bed. He was unraveling tubing and various other phlebotomist tools.
"What are you going to do?"
"Your brother's blood type isn't a match for you," Dr. Zosak said.
"We can't transfuse his blood with yours.
"So, who else are you going to try and match me with?" I asked
