Amren's POV
When consciousness returned, it felt like I was floating. My surroundings were blurred, as if I were viewing the world through a foggy lens. The pain registered slowly, creeping through my body in waves. I tried to move but found myself restrained. The confusion swirled in my mind as I struggled to piece together what had happened. Then I remembered—the truck, the impact, the sound of metal colliding.
My eyes flickered open to the harsh light above me. A ceiling, stark white, sterile. Panic set in as I tried to sit up, but my body protested, pain shooting through me. I gasped, trying to catch my breath. The sounds of beeping machines and muffled voices surrounded me, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.
"Amren? Can you hear me?" A voice pierced through the haze, familiar yet distant. It was Lily.
"Lily?" I croaked, my throat dry. "What happened?"
"You crashed your motorcycle," she said, her voice trembling. I could hear the fear beneath her calm facade. "You've been unconscious for a while. The doctors are taking care of you."
I closed my eyes, letting her words wash over me like cold water. "I... I didn't mean to..." I whispered, feeling a fresh wave of shame wash over me. I had been reckless, trying to escape my pain instead of facing it.
"Shh, it's okay. Just breathe," she soothed, her hand resting on my arm. I could feel the warmth of her presence grounding me, even as my mind raced with guilt and regret. "You're safe now."
Safe. The word echoed in my mind, but I didn't feel safe. I felt lost and broken, the weight of my emotions crashing down on me harder than ever. I was overwhelmed with the realization that my reckless escape had put me in this hospital bed.
"I hurt her," I murmured, tears welling in my eyes again. "I hurt Professor Olsen. I messed everything up. I said to much."
Lily squeezed my hand gently. "You're going to figure this out, Amren. You'll talk to her when you're better. Just focus on healing right now."
But as I lay there, staring up at the stark ceiling, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had lost something precious—something I might never get back.
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