Nurse nana

"Nana, wake up, you’ve been sleeping for what feels like an eternity!" A peculiar, high-pitched voice yanked me from the depths of slumber, leaving me blinking in bewilderment.

All I could grasp were the distant wails of sirens and the echoes of strange voices swirling in my mind.

Where was I? My vision blurred in a haze as I tried to make sense of my surroundings.

Then, my gaze landed on a girl with flowing blonde hair that tumbled gracefully over her shoulders.

Her high cheekbones and full lips framed eyes that shimmered with anxiety.

I glanced around, my brow furrowing in confusion.Where was I? The place felt oddly familiar yet utterly disorienting.

Yes, it was a hospital, but the question loomed—how did I end up here?The only memory that pierced through my mind was the chilling revelation from my driver, our brakes had failed! The sickening crash into the bridge echoed in my mind, followed by an engulfing darkness…

What was I, really? did I survived the terrible accident?

A thrilling rush surged through my spirit as the thought of survival enveloped me in a warm embrace of joy.

But wait—if I had indeed survived, wouldn’t I be nestled in a hospital bed, surrounded by the sterile scent of antiseptic? and oxygen? So why was I slumped over a table, my head resting upon its surface?

Just then, a piercing voice sliced through my confusion, yanking me back to the present. “Nana, what’s the matter with you? Why are you acting so weird? Is that headache still bothering you?” she questioned, hands placed on her hips, frustration lacing her tone.

I lifted my gaze and took in the sight of her, she was dressed in a nurse's uniform, a pen meticulously tucked into her pocket.

Nana? A nurse’s outfit? What the world was happening?Who was calling me Nana? My eyes darted down to my own body, and there it was—a nurse’s uniform draping over me.

What the hell?None of this made sense. My mind was a tangled web of confusion when a sudden, searing pain shot through my head, making me wince.

She noticed the bewilderment etched across my face and gently placed her tender hands on my forehead. “Yesterday, after you helped bring patient OO7 into the world, you mentioned a terrible headache. Has it eased up?” With that, she withdrew her hands, tucking them into her pockets as if to shield herself from the chaos.

I gripped my head tightly, my nails digging into my hair as I squeezed my eyes shut, desperately trying to make sense of the whirlwind around me. I reached out to my wolf, Celina, seeking clarity, but it was as if she had vanished, leaving my soul hallow.

My heart raced, pounding like a frantic drum, and I could feel imaginary beads of sweat forming on my palms. Confusion swirled in my mind—what was happening?

Where was I? Where was my baby Leo? Where was my mate?

And who on earth was Nana? What delivery had I even assisted with? This had to be a mix-up!

“NANA, what the hell is going on with you?” The strange woman’s voice sliced through the air, laced with anger and fear.

The peculiar name echoed in my ears like a jester’s call, and in a moment of exasperation, I blurted out, “Who’s Nana? Where am I? And what of my son and husband?”

She arched her brows, her gaze sharp and bewildered, as if I were an oddity in a carnival sideshow.

A sly grin curved up on her lips as she chuckled, “Which child? Which husband? Can you drop the act and get ready? It’s morning, and our shifts are done.” Her eyes rolled with a clear message,don’t dig deeper.

A wave of dread washed over me, an invisible lump stock in my throat, as questions wrapped around my spirit like a serpent.

My breath hitched, heavy and suffocating.

Who was this girl? Confusion wrapped around me like a fog. I reached out to Celina once more, but my soul answered with silence, my heart echoing emptiness.

I leaned forward, my gaze sweeping across the frigid room, and a grimace twisted my face as the sharp scent of antiseptic invaded my senses, turning the air into a toxic.

I realized that I had stumbled into the nurses’ lounge.

A wave of dread washed over me, tightening its grip around my lungs, filling my soul with perplexity.

My hands curled tightly at my sides as a sudden wave of nausea crashed over me. Just then, a soft murmur caught my attention—a black-haired woman with olive-green eyes that sparkled like sunlight.

Her hair flowed down her shoulders as she laughed with a group of nurses. But then, she spotted me and the mysterious lady beside me, excusing herself from the laughter and striding toward us.

Her gaze flicked between us, sharp and assessing, like the ticking of a clock."Sarah, what’s going on with Nana? Why does she look like she’s seen a ghost?" she asked the blonde girl who had pulled me from my dreams. So, that was her name—Sarah.

A wave of confusion was vivid on Sarah features as she pinched the bridge of her nose, her head shaking in disbelief. "I just don’t understand what’s going on with Nana.

She’s been acting so strangely. I can only assume those awful headaches are taking a toll on her," she explained to the stranger, her brow knitted in concern.

Meanwhile, my heart raced at the mention of the strange name, a jolt of frustration bubbling up inside me. "I’m Alicia Grey, Ethan Grey’s wife! I have no clue who this Nana is or why I’m stuck here in a nurse’s uniform! I need to see my child—can someone please explain what the hell is happening?"

I nearly shouted, my breath hitching as I struggled to keep my composure, my lower lip trembling as the weight of the situation threatened to crush me.

I could feel my sanity slipping away, yes, that had to be it—I was losing my mind.

The atmosphere around me was thick with silence, quiet as a tomb, with the only sound of my heart echoing in my ears, racing like a wild thing trapped within my chest.

I found myself transfixed, gazing at the girls who shot me incredulous looks, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Then, like a dam bursting, their laughter erupted loudly. Their joy was a strange, leaving me bewildered.

I shot them a confused glare—what on earth was so amusing?

"I'm sorry, babes, but you’ve got to be kidding! You mean Alicia Grey? The one who passed away a year ago? The billionaire's wife? Seriously, don’t let your crush on Ethan Grey turn you into this," they giggled, struggling to contain their laughter, clutching their stomachs tightly.

Suddenly, the ground beneath me felt like it was spinning, my heart fueling with void.

The air thickened, wrapping around me like a snake, and my throat ignited with an unbearable heat.

A sharp ache gripped my lower abdomen, and beads of sweat cascaded down my forehead like rain drops.

I couldn’t wrap my mind around the revelation that had just struck me like lightning—was I truly dead?My hands trembled with an uncontrollable frenzy as the truth hit me like an heavy a storm.

I was no longer among the living. With a slow, deliberate motion, I turned my gaze to Sarah, who looked back at me, confusion etched across her features.

I nervously dug my nails into my lap, and whispered, "How did she die?" My voice was barely a whisper, laced with an anxious tremor.In an instant, Sarah threw her hands to her forehead, rubbing her temples as if trying to dispel a headache.

"Gosh, Nana, what's going on with you? Why the sudden questions? You know she died in a car accident—everyone knows! Why are you acting so strange?"Panic flushed through me, causing my lower lip to quiver as dread settled in my chest.

My heart felt like it was on fire, and my blood turned to ice as the horrifying truth dawned on me.

I had been reborn.