One Hundred And Eight

Zyrielle's POV.

Warmth covered my fingers and I opened my eyes instantly to see who was in charge of doing that. It was Rain, he was humming softly under his breath and I recognized the tune to be Auld Lang syne.

Where was I?

Gazing around I noticed the white walls and already knew where this place was. I was admitted to a hospital. This isn't what I wanted at all. I just wanted to enjoy with the family but I guess my body decided that she had other plans

He didn't notice I was awake until I coughed and his head shot up. "Hey,... I'll call the doctor right away."

I grabbed his arm firmly. "Do not bother about calling the doctor. I just want to rest for a bit and afterwards we can talk. Is that okay with you?" I inquired.

The doctor was probably going to do the usual checkup to see how I was doing. I just hoped that this time there wasn't going to be pointing of torch lights to ascertain if my eyes were working perfectly.

Rain looked tired yet attended to me like there was no proble