ADRIANA'S POV
The doctor, noticing my distress, takes my hand in hers. "You're going to be okay. You can speak to the nurses or anyone if you need anything and they'll help you." Her voice was comforting, I did what I hoped resembled a nod.
My heart raced, anxiety making me feel like I was falling. I didn't know how to explain it but it was weird. My mouth feels gummy and there is a bitter taste in my mouth, like the taste of blood. I try to swallow, but my throat is sore and it hurts.
I watch as the doctor takes her phone out from her pocket. She glances at the screen and then types something quickly before putting it back. I close my eyes, trying to clear my mind. But the bitter taste in my mouth is still there, and it's making me feel sick. I try to remember what happened to me, but
