Summer’s POV
Voices.
That was the first thing I heard.
Muffled.
Distant.
As though I were underwater.
“…someone call medical…”
“I think she hit her head…”
“Move back.”
“Give her some space.”
The words drifted in and out of focus.
My eyelids felt impossibly heavy.
I tried to open them.
Nothing happened.
My body refused to cooperate.
For one terrifying second…
I wondered if I had died.
Then a sharp ache pulsed through the back of my head.
Pain.
Pain meant I was still here.
I slowly forced my eyes open.
The bright ceiling lights immediately made me squint.
Several unfamiliar faces hovered above me.
They looked relieved the moment they realized I was awake.
“Oh, thank goodness.”
A woman wearing a security badge crouched beside me.
“Can you hear me?”
I blinked.
“…Yes
