The bright ceiling lights of the hospital room were what woke Quinn up. Her head was pounding so hard, she could feel her heartbeat in her forehead. As she tried to lift her arm to cover the lights, Quinn realized that her entire body ached too much to move.
When Jake heard Quinn groaning from the pain, he instantly woke up. His head was resting on the bed as he sat in the chair holding Quinn’s hand. Glancing at the clock, he noticed that it was almost 3:00 in the morning.
His gaze turned to Quinn. She winced as she tried to open her eyes more from the grogginess of the anesthesia. When she finally opened her eyes, she began to panic when she saw her wrist in a cast. Her instinct was to check the rest of her body and see what else was done wrong to her.
“Hey, hey,” Jake tried to make
