STELLA LUNANagising ako dahil sa pananakit ng aking ulo. Parang may mabigat na kung ano sa sentido ko, at bawat maliit na galaw ay nagpapalala ng kirot. I slowly opened my eyes, and the bright hospital ceiling greeted me again—too white, too harsh, too real.For a few seconds, I just stared. Hindi agad gumana ang isip ko. Then, slowly, the memories came back in fragments. The car. The sudden impact. The sound of metal. The pain. The fear. Everything felt scattered, like pieces of a nightmare I couldn't fully escape from.The door opened gently, and the doctor came in. Her presence was calm, controlled, almost grounding. She smiled softly at me, but I could still see the seriousness behind her eyes."Good morning, Mrs. Laurent," she said gently.I tried to respond, but my throat felt dry. Instead, I just nodded slightly.She moved closer and began checking my condition. Then she carefully started removing the bandage on my forehead. I winced softly when I felt the adhesive pull agains
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