LAYLA’S POV
A beeping sound invades my head as I slowly gain my consciousness. I slowly open my eyes to deem the brightness of the white room I was placed in.
My throat feels dry as I try to move my face upright. The ringing in my head had stopped and was replaced with a null ache. But it was barely there, and only hurt when I moved some sort of way.
My eyes slowly get introduced to my surroundings and I figure I’m in the hospital. The monitor and the drips and the beeping noise affirmed my suspicions.
I try to move my hand but I feel a small weight on it, I look down to see Isa holding my eye. I let out a weak smile.
Why do I feel so weak though? It was just my head ringing right.
A nurse comes into the room and quickly I use my other hand to quiet her down, signaling that my frien
