The faint nauseating smell of medicine and heavily filtered air woke Lowell's consciousness. A sharp line of pain made him flinch upon his attempt to open his eyelids. His blurred vision was welcomed with the white ceiling and a pair of worried eyes.
He has no expectations this time, he simply didn't want to disappoint himself again with his worthless anticipation.
It's not going to be her. His mind whispered, strictly reminding himself.
"Lowe," It was Sydney. Leaning close and seated on his bedside. She placed her palm over his forehead and sighed. "What happened to you? Why are you suddenly fainting randomly?"
He gently removed her hand and shot her with a stern gaze. “What are you doing here?” His eyes circled around the room and halted at the wall clock near the do
