LilaA sharp sting in the back of my hand pulled me from the haze of unconsciousness. My eyelids fluttered, heavy and sluggish, as I blinked against the sterile light of the hospital room. An IV drip was attached to the back of my hand, and the faint beeping of machines filled the silence.“She’s awake—call the doctor,” a nurse’s voice cut through the fog.I turned my head slightly, finding a kind-eyed nurse rushing to my side. She was middle-aged, with a warm smile that somehow managed to put me at ease, even amidst the confusion clawing at my chest.“Are you feeling okay, sweetie?” She asked, gently taking my blood pressure.I nodded weakly, my throat too dry to form words. She handed me a glass of water, her gaze softening with pity.“You need to be extra careful now,” She said, her tone firm but caring. “I know life can get hectic, especially for someone your age, but you have to prioritize your health first. In your condition, it’s critical.”Her words didn’t make sense, but befor
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