Fiona POVWhen I woke up, the first thing I saw was the plain white ceiling of a hospital room, harsh fluorescent lights buzzing softly above me. Everything felt wrong before I even opened my eyes fully. My body was heavy, aching in places I couldn’t immediately name, an IV line tugging at my arm, monitors beeping steady but distant in the background. The smell of antiseptic hit me sharp and cold, mixed with the faint metallic tang of blood. I blinked slowly, trying to focus, memories flooding back in fragmented, terrifying pieces—the heavy snow falling, the sudden violent impact from the side, metal screaming, glass shattering, the world spinning upside down in a blur of white and dark. The flipping car, the crushing sounds, the fear for the baby overwhelming everything.A nurse noticed I was awake and came over quickly, her face kind but careful, professional compassion in her eyes.“You’re in the hospital,” she said gently, adjusting the blanket over me. “You were in a serious
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