[Rosalie’s POV]
The soft sounds of machines beeping reach me in the darkness that I’ve been trapped in, beckoning me to fight my way toward them. However, my eyelids and body feel so heavy. It’s like there are a ton of weights holding me.
‘Wake up,’ a soft voice murmurs. ‘It’s time to open your eyes, Rosalie.’
‘Hana?’ I whisper inwardly, feeling more strength drip into me. ‘Is that you?’
‘Time to wake up.’ She repeats, sending waves of warmth into me.
Gasping, my eyes fly open, and a bright light threatens to blind me.
Blinking a few times, I clear my vision to find that I’m staring up at a white tiled roof.
“Where?” I whisper, causing my throat to burn and a coughing fit to hit me.
“Careful.”
Trying to stop my fit, I look in the direction of the voice to find a handsome man with
