THIRTY SEVEN

DAMON

A small groan escaped my lips as my eyes fluttered open with difficulty. As I tried to adjust my sight to the unusual brightness around me, I felt certain constrictions in my back and around my legs.

Then, I remembered the sharp pains I felt when I got an unexpected hit on my body. Seeing how I failed to recall definitive things about that night, I fought to open my reluctant eyes and when my sight finally landed on the tube-like bulb attached to the ceiling, a peculiar smell hit my nose.

Without needing anyone to tell me, I could decipher that I was in a hospital, seemingly glued to a bed, unable to move properly.

My ears ticked as I strained them to catch a word or two that would help me figure more things out. The faint breathing sound that reached me suggested that someone was seated beside me.

As my mind reminded me of the events of that dreadful night, I recalled having a phone conversation with Selena, so I had the crazy thought she was the one seated by my hospital b