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037 The Secret Will Be Revealed

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-18 14:20:56

(Serena)

There’s a high-pitched beep pulling me from a fog.

I try and open my eyes. It’s not easy. Why is it so hard to open my eyes? Where am I?

White light, blurry shapes.

There’re people standing close, I can hear beeping and voices. I’m not at home. My eyes finally open fully and my focus returns.

No… I’m in a hospital bed.

It takes a second more to piece things together.

I’m flat on my back. An IV in my arm. Something clamped on my finger. A blood pressure cuff slowly inflating around my bicep.

My mouth is dry.

How did I get in here?

“Serena? Are you Serena Hale?”

A voice. Male. Calm. Confident.

I try to turn my head toward him, but everything aches—my eyes, my temples, my ribs.

“I’m sorry, you had no ID on you. One of our nurses recognized you but I need to make sure,” he says.

I nod. Barely. “Y… Yes…” the hoarse word fights its way out.

“You’re in the ER. Do you remember how you got here?”

I blink as I try and recall what happened. I remember an elevator. “I was in, in the ele
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