Ethan’s Point of View.
Silence. Machines beeping, someone holding my hand. Where was I? Was I dead? I wondered as I closed my eyes tightly so that I could at least rest them. They felt very heavy even as I opened them.
All I could see was blurry and I had stomach pains. I groaned in pain as I tried to move my head. “Oh my god! Sweetie.” I heard mum’s voice speaking, she must be here, meaning I am not dead.
“Mum. Where am I?” I asked her and she came closer, kissing my temple. I was finally able to see it clearing but my throat felt so dry.
“Can I have some water?” I asked mum and she quickly went to the side table to get water for me in a glass. “Here.” She passed the glass to me. My hand felt weak and I almost dropped the glass, but she got it and helped me drink.
I saw Kim walk into
