Phoebe’s POVThe beeping sound of machines is the first sound I hear as I open my eyes only to be greeted with the cold sterile atmosphere of the hospital walls.Weirdly enough, my body doesn’t really hurt as I expected it to after the car crash. After blinking my eyes open, I make out the vague outline of a middle-aged nurse in blue scrubs, jotting down something on the clipboard.As if sensing my consciousness, she looks up with a wide smile and flashes me her pearly whites.“Ciao cara, come ti senti?” I frown in confusion at the language that she’s speaking and watch her smile falter upon seeing my confused state.She spews a few more words in a language that I presume is Italian and holds up three of her fingers frantically, waving them in front of my face.What the fuck…Did they admit me with lunatics or what? Where the fuck am I even? Shit, is
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