Jasmine
Rhythmic beeping played on the same loop forever for what seemed like eternity, though I’m not sure when it first hit my ears. A saw buzzed through my head when I tried to open my eyes and move, but low whispering and hushed rustling had my lids ripping open to scramble away.
I wasn’t alone, and I half expected to find myself in the vision come to reality, to lie in the bed I shared with Dominic in Tundra River.
“Whoa, take it easy,” a man calmed, his blurry outline clearing as I blinked. “You’re in a hospital, and you’re safe.”
He placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, and my back rose straight with the electric bed beneath it. Dressed from head to toe in pale blue scrubs and with a stethoscope around his neck, he had to be a doctor. My doctor? But he was young, barely older tha
