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-𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘- ❝【𝓜𝓪𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓸𝓾𝓻】❞
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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ ❛ Your fiancée came to visit! ❜ *+:｡.｡ ｡.｡:+*
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𝓖—aining consciousness was beginning to feel like a chore to the woman since she was in and out of it so much. She could feel the harsh lights descending on her; waiting for her to open her eyes, and with a feeling of defeat she eventually did.
Eventually, as her retina adapted to the hospital lights, it was able to make sense of all the hazy figures and deliver accurate images to her brain.
[Y/n] was in a hospital room—completely alone. She tried sitting upright to further assess what might've been taking place, but it was then that she noticed all the little plastic tubes connected to her arms and the massive heart monitor.
She couldn't get up either. Her brain desperately wanted to, but her body was not responding. It lied there limply.
Whatever the hell she was diagnosed with must've been one hell of a disease.
