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Maybelline Walter POV

I yelped and touched my bandaged head, but the pain was so much that I could barely keep my eyes open. The ceiling was blurry at first when I tried to open my eyes, and seconds later, I saw a familiar figure towering over me. It was Miles.

"Are you ok?" I heard his deep voice, and I groaned as I touched my head again and winced painfully.

"My head... It hurts," I groaned painfully as I rubbed my fingers on my forehead, but I felt him hold my hand.

"You have an injury there. It'll hurt if you keep rubbing it like that. I'll call the doctor to come and attend to you," He stated, and I sighed briefly. This time, my vision was finally clear and I realized that I was in my room. Wasn't I supposed to be in the hospital?

"Where am I?" I mumbled as I finally managed to sit up on the bed even though he tried to stop me.

"You are in your room. How are you feeling now?" He asked, his eyes piercing at me with concern and worries written all over him, and I briefly sighed.

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