When I wake up, the first thing I feel is pain—a dull, throbbing ache that can be felt all over my body. My head is heavy, and it takes a moment for my eyes to focus.
The sterile smell of antiseptic is overwhelming to my noise and the bright lights make it hard for me to properly open my eyes.
What am I doing here?
And then it hits me. The accident. The baby.
Agad akong napaupo at napapikit agad sa kirot ng ulo ko. "Race,"
"Where's Race?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper as my eyes wander around this room.
But there is no one here besides me. I am alone here.
Nang bumukas ang pinto ay agad akong napatingin doon. A nurse enters and her face has a mixture of concern and relief. But I don't care about her. I need to see Race. I need to know that he is here!
"Race," I croak out, my
