Nina’s POV A soft sound woke me, it was steady, and rhythmic, and almost like the gentle beat of a drum. Beep… beep… beep. At first, it felt far away, then much closer, wrapping around me like a faint melody. My body was so heavy, My eyelids felt sealed, weighted down as if someone had pressed sandbags over them. For a moment, I just stayed there, floating in that strange in-between moment where nothing hurt, but nothing felt real either. Then the smell hit me, it was sharp, clean, and sterile. That was an antiseptic. It burned faintly at the back of my throat, reminding me I wasn’t in my room. I wasn’t anywhere familiar. Where am I? The thought came slow, lazy, as if my brain had to dig it out from under layers of fog. Something tugged at my hand, a tube. The prickling on my skin told me there was an IV. My fingers twitched slightly, brushing against the cool sheets. I tried to lift my arm, but it felt like trying to move stone. And then, the memories rushed back, the nurse’s v
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