Chapter 11: Daddy's Princess

I woke up with the pungent smell of disinfectant and medicine invading my nostrils. The room was silent except for my heavy breathing and a beeping sound from the machines in the hospital. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting in an attempt to clearly see the blurry image in front of me. I felt something on my head, moved my hands up to feel it, and winced when the needle in my arm pricked me.

"Alexa, you are awake,” said the voice of my father, who was standing by my bed now. “How are you feeling?" he added. "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“I'm fine, dad, thank you,” I managed to say, my voice sounding dry and hoarse. My father turned around and brought me a cup of water.

"Sorry, dear, have some water. I will tell Carl to bring you some food. You must be hungry,” my father said. He went out and came back soon afterwards and started fussing about how I was feeling, and the doctor was also summoned. I looked at my father fussing over me, and warmth flowed into my heart. I knew my