Chapter 89

Laura POV

This time, I attempt to curl my fingers as they twitch in desperation to move. I groan internally, which makes my chest burst into heated flames. My nostrils flare.

One eye cracks open, and a few seconds later, the other. It’s like I’m seeing for the first time and which is definitely made worse when I’m met by blinding bright white lights. I whimper and shut them again. The soreness makes me wince.

I squeeze them tight and try not to focus on the pounding inside my head. The beeping beside me isn’t helping either.

Turn that shit off. It hurts.

My throat attempts to swallow, but my mouth is bone dry. I almost choke.

Instead, I peel my eyes open again with all the strength I can muster. This time, I take a drowsy sweep across the room.

I’m in a bed. I’m…in a hospital bed.

Wires hang out of my arms, and there is something funny sitting between my nostrils. My skin becomes highly sensitive, making me twitch.

“Laura.” I hear my name and glance at the sound. Ava leans up from