When I opened my eyes, the first person I saw was Dad. For a second, I just stared at him. Then my eyes wandered around the room.The walls. The machines. The expensive furniture. The silence.It didn't take a genius to figure out I was in one of the hospital's VIP suites. Even the air smelled expensive.My hand instinctively flew to my stomach.Dad noticed immediately. "You're fine," he said before I could even ask. "And so is the baby." The tightness in my chest eased a little. "But tell me," he continued, leaning forward in his chair, "how are you feeling right now?... Water," he said over his shoulder.Almost instantly, one of the nurses hurried forward with a glass.I slowly drank, realizing only then how dry my throat had become."How are you feeling, Mrs. Allen?" the nurse asked kindly.I took a second to assess myself. No dizziness. No blurred vision. No pain. Nothing unusual."I don't have any pain," I answered honestly. "My vision is normal."Being a nursing student came in
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