A stigma

Ava POV

A sudden rush of power sizzled through me and I opened my eyes.

A whole new surroundings met me as I stared at the dazzling white ceilings that framed like barricades. The white cuttons and white sheets added extra splendor to the room.

A flower vase at the end of a brick manor layer with the sparkling tiled white floor glittering glamorously. The glass windows attached horizontally between the crimson white walls flunked a little open to give a steeze of ventilation into the room. Another thin door stretched at the extreme end of the room just opposite to the bed which contained the bathtub.

' Where the fuck am I?. I thought straightening my weak body up from the bed as I glanced around the room.

"I think she's awake !". A man's voice booed closely at the door, two people rushed inside the room towards where I laid. One was a black-haired guy with a stethoscope around his neck region. I gazed down at him and recognized him as the doctor instantly, as he already w