Ashley opened her eyes to the design on Cole's ceiling, this already told her brain where she was. The room was illuminated with the golden rays of the morning sun. She could see drip bags hanging on a stand; one filled with transparent liquid and the other with blood.
She noticed Cole was asleep beside her with his head gently resting on her chest. It seemed like he had slept off beside her. She felt blood rush to her cheek just thinking of the care-filled look he gave her before she fell unconscious.
The memories came to her making her reach for her neck. She touched the sore area which was plastered with a ball of thick cotton wool. Still, it gave her slight pain causing her to let out a hissing sound.
The sound suddenly woke the sleeping Cole as he raised his head in panic while asking a question in a sharp, quick, and sleepy way.
"Is Ashley okay?" he asked.
