Chapter 5: Jasmine Byrd

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When I wake up, Rowan is sitting at my bedside, head on his hands and forearms leaning on the bed. I move a shaky hand and grab his wrist so he knows I'm there. I open my eyes, but only slightly. His head snaps up and he catches my hand. "Jasmine..." He speaks softly to me. I blink in confusion, realizing for the first time that we're in the hospital. "How are you feeling?" I look at him sleepily, feeling miserably in pain. "Rowan...." I whisper, realizing yet again that I don't feel well at all. I blink, nodding off. "Jasmine...?" I can hear his voice but barely understand his words.

The last I see of the world is a glimpse of Rowan's worried face. 

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