"Ugh," I moaned in pain, even though some nurse had already given me some pain medicine. I was busy thinking about my car insurance. I mean, Dude, fixing my vehicle would probably cost me a thousand dollars. "Lauren!" I almost jumped because of so much surprise when somebody called out my name, which made me look immediately at the person. It was Camila, and she was looking at me with worried eyes nor teary eyes. I did not understand why she was acting like that, though. I am fine, still alive and kicking. "Hey," I replied, greeting her. "Why are you here?" I asked her.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked in confusion as her forehead creased while staring at me with mixed emotions. "I mean, why are you worried that much about me?" I innocently asked since I did not want to assume anythi
