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19. All over again. Samantha's P.O.V: BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, I woke up to the beeping sound of the beeping machine and the smell of hospital disinfectant. Could I be in hospital again. As I slowly cracked open my eyes, seeing the blue and white walls again. I could feel a tight squeeze on my hand. Each time I tried to move my hand, the grip got tighter and tighter until it started to really hurt. I tried to sit up, just to see who was holding my hand but the pain was becoming unbearable. A small squeal left my mouth and the person holding my hand woke up. "Marcus?" I thought to myself. Why was Marcus here? Holding onto my hand too. "Sam! You OK?" He muttered. I glared around the room, wondering also what happened. I went to tell him what happen but yet again nothing came out. Me being m