The Capital City People's Hospital.
When Edward Jones awoke again, it was the next day.
Opening his eyes, he was greeted by an expanse of white, and the pungent scent of disinfectant lingered at his nose.
His consciousness was fuzzy, still lingering on the terrifying car accident from the night before, his complexion pale, his mind in a haze.
"Edward, Edward, you're finally awake, do you have any idea how scared I've been? I've been up since last night, watching over you without any sleep, constantly worried something bad might happen to you."
"Edward, you are my life, if anything happened to you, I wouldn't want to live either."
...
Cries and sobs rang in his ears.
Edward's thoughts were pulled back to reality, and he focused on the well-dressed woman beside him with serious dark circles under her eyes, realizing he was in the hospital.
