Chapter 41

/DIDINA/ I blinked against the harsh fluorescent lights, my mind racing as awareness seeped in. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled my nostrils, and a soft beeping sound echoed in the background. I turned my head slightly, the movement sending sharp pangs of pain through my body, and my eyes landed on Bryan—my husband—standing beside my bed, his face twisted in a mixture of anger and desperation.