I woke up to the sound of a woman crying. My eyes slowly opened. At first, I couldn't see anything. The sudden light made my vision all blurry. I blinked my eyes several times until my sight finally adjusted to my environment. When my gaze cleared, I saw Claire seated on the chair beside my hospital bed. Her shoulders shook violently as she sobbed. Beside her, father stood comforting her as she poured all her heart out.
The moment my eyes shifted to the flawless white ceiling and the plain white walls, I knew exactly I was inside a private hospitalital room. And that fact alone was enough to scare the hell out of me.
My eyes shifted back to Claire's beet red face. Her eyes were swollen and she looked as if she'd been crying for hours. She was preoccupied with her tears that she didn't even notice I was awake. Even my father who was standing beside Ace's mother and comforting her by caressing her back didn't even notice me moving.
