ANNETTE'S POV
Slowly but clearly, my vision caught a glimpse of my surroundings. White walls closed in on me and a light breeze pushed the curtains apart, letting me see that it was night outside. I sat up on the bed, feeling a pinch on the back of my hand.
"Ouch." I checked and saw that an IV had been passed into my body earlier.
As if on cue, Dr. Ethan entered looking very worried. That's when memories of what happened earlier began to rush in and I found myself rambling about questions.
"Annette."
"Dr. Ethan, I tried. What else could I have done to ensure I saved her life?"
The old man looked at me pitifully before coming closer to sit on the edge of the bed. With a fatherly pat on my hand, he began to speak.
"I know it seems hard and you probably don't know what to do right n
