Waking up was never easy; it felt like struggling with the remnants of a strange dream, but today was different. The first things I noticed were the soft glow of moonlight pouring through the large window and the velvet night sky dotted with tiny stars. It was breathtaking and made the sterile environment around me feel unexpectedly warm, though I couldn't shake the lingering confusion drifting through my mind.
As I took in the luxurious surroundings—a wide leather couch, refined wooden paneling, and detailed art pieces that seemed too extravagant for a hospital—I remembered the chaotic memories that brought me here. My breath caught at the thought of Aaron, and I turned my head to see him lying on the couch, deeply asleep. His messy white hair stood out sharply against the shadows in the
