Everything feels so heavy. My eyelids, my chest and my heart. But the worst part has to be the pain and pressure in my head. I felt like I was experiencing the migraines of five overworked accountants. There’s a steady beeping somewhere near my ear, and distant voices—blurred, muffled, like I’m underwater. Where was I? What was going on? “Avery… sweetheart? Avery, can you hear me?” Dad. His voice is tight with worry. I force my eyes open. The hospital room swims into view. I shut my eyes briefly. The whole room is bright, and too white. My father sits on the edge of the bed, clutching my hand with both of his. I had not seen him this stressed out since my mother was ill. Poor dad, he must be so mentally exhausted. He even looked like he aged a few years. How long was I out? Claudia and Emilia stand near the door, arms crossed like they’re watching something mildly interesting on TV. A doctor stands near my chart. I try to speak, but my throat burns. “
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