“Samantha! Oh my God Sam.. Sam please open your eyes! Sam please!” This familiar voice kept echoing in my ears but sounded far away.
My head was banging so hard.. the pestle hitting a mortar kind of bang. I tried to open my eyes but couldn't.. couldn't move.
What was happening? A dream maybe?..
Then I felt a soft grip on my hand, a sound like a sob?
I tried opening my eyes again and this time, they opened slightly.. It was blurry at first but gradually became clear, taking in the sight of the crystal white painting of the wall before me.
The atmosphere felt unusually bright and cold.. turning my head slightly, my gaze met Anna seated beside me.
Her eyes were filled with tears, she had obviously cried too much.
As our eyes met, there was a flicker of hope.. of relief.
“You s
