My aching head woke me up from a dreamless sleep. For a moment, everything seemed blurry. I couldn't remember what I was doing, who I was with, or where I was. And then, like a slow trickle of water that eventually rushed like a river, it all returned to me.
I passed out just when I was about to leave Keelan after our breakfast. My worry about where Tiffa might be right now clattered my mind before my thoughts turned to another pressing issue at hand.
I am well accustomed to these fainting spells. I had battled with the symptoms until I thought they finally won, only for my life to be given another chance. I had stopped taking my medications because of our tight budget, and the doctors were clear that they must be maintained, or else there might be a chance of reoccurrence.
My worst fea
