Laureen's POV
My eyelids opened slowly, but my brain quickly shut it back as my eyes struggled to adjust to the bright lights—forcing me to squint.
My head throbbed, and the sterile scent of antiseptic filled my nostrils, which meant only one thing… I was in a hospital!
I blinked, slowly letting my eyes adjust to the brightness of the room. Even the walls of the room I was in were white and pristine.
There was a soft beeping sound near my bedside, a reminder of my own vulnerability as I laid there—alone.
Then, as I recoiled myself, panic surged through me as I became fully aware of myself.
I was in a hospital, on a hospital bed, and from what I could reason, I was already worked upon.
The nurses… what if they did some test on me? Had the doctor noticed my pregnancy? What if the
