Silvers POV
I wake up to the beeping of monitors, the strong smell of Antibiotics hit me so hard, the unfamiliar ceiling. I rub my eyes off, catching the sight of a lady wearing a starched white coat holding a notepad.
My eyes flickered, “Silver, are you okay,? You scared me and the rest of us here.” I force a smile through my teeth hearing a familiar voice, Jane. She tried to whisper something to me but we were surrounded by a lot of persons.
What happened, I asked her. She shakes her head indicating that she couldn't speak, “I need to grab you a cup of tea,” she says and I understood immediately that a lot had happened.
I could see Dylan like he wanted to blow over the top in seconds. “Who is the father?.” He asks, his eyes red from anger. At this point, I was wearing confusion lik
