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A faint beeping noise came to my ears. Bright lights pierced my eyelids. It was an effort to open them, and when I succeeded my vision was blurry. A white ceiling lay above me, and there was a tall blur on my right where I lay. I squinted and the world came into focus.
Orion sat beside me with a large window at his back that was covered by a thick curtain. On his left was a hospital machine with the red line bouncing up and down across the dark screen. Behind my head was a fluffy pillow, and draped over me was a clean sheet. The white walls finished off the depressingly sterile environment.
His eyes widened and he scooted his chair closer to my bed. I managed to give him a smile. “Hey,” I croaked.
He returned my smile with one of his own. “Hey. How are you feeling?”
I sh
