Drake's POV
As I opened my eyes, it was so bright that I couldn't see properly so I tried to move my eyeballs and blink my eyes. A handsome guy appears in my sight. He is so beautiful, so pretty and handsome. Wow, he smiles so brightly and lovely but his eyes are gloomy, he is sad and crying? Why is this guy crying? Who made him cry? I stare at him, my mouth open agape, is he crying over me? For what? Jeezzz! This guy is so mysterious!
Where am I? What am I doing here? Who am I? Who is that handsome guy staring at me intently? What is this place, who is this guy wearing a white robe? Is he talking to me?
"Are you ok? How do you feel?" The man in the white robe asked me. I didn't respond. Even though I wanted to, there was no voice coming out of my mouth.
"Drake..." the handsome guy sp
