Zina’s POV
I woke up with a banging headache and didn’t recognize the walls that contained me. I looked around and saw the machines I was hooked up to when the door opened and my eyes landed on a small older looking woman dressed in scrubs.
“Hello Ms. Moyes, you’re in the hospital. How are you feeling?” She asked as she helped me sit up while readjusting my bed.
“My head hurts” I managed to say before reaching for a glass of water as my throat was super dried. Thankfully she helped me because I barely had the strength to hold a cup of water.
“I’m going to ask you a few questions okay?” she said grabbing the clipboard at the end of my bed while I nodded in response.
“What’s your name?”
“Zina Rania Moyes” I replied and she nodded making a mark on the clipboard.
“How old are you Z
