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𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐇𝐈 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐋♡
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A beauty with brains and has a sassy attitude with a sunshine personality. At just the age of 21, she achieved success in the business field. Princess of Agarwals and...
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Everything felt distanced as I groggily opened my eyes, the harsh lights piercing through my brain like a thousand knives.
I winced, my head throbbing with a dull ache that seemed to reverberate through every cell of my body.
I tried to lift my hand to rub my temples, but it felt heavy, as if it was weighed down by an anchor.
Glancing down, I saw my hand being attached to a plethora of machines, their beeping and whirring a cacophony of sound that made my head spin.
Wae am I here?
The thought echoed through my mind like a mantra, but I had no answer.
I looked around, taking in the sterile surroundings of the hospital room.
The white walls, the beeping machines, the antiseptic smell that hung in the air like a miasma. It was all so familiar, yet so alien.
I tried to sit up, but a wave of pain washed over me, forcing me back onto the pillow.
Closing my eyes, I took deep breaths as I tried to calm the storm raging inside my head.
What happened to me?
How did I end up here?
"Ruvit," A voice called out, piercing through the fog of my mind.
As I opened my eyes, I saw my grandmother standing beside my bed, a look of concern etched on her face.
"Beta, are you fine?" She asked, her voice low and soothing.
I tried to speak, but my voice felt barren, as if I was forcing myself to speak through a throat that was stuck.
"Grandma," I managed to croak, my voice barely above a whisper.
She smiled, a faint, worried smile, and placed her palm on my forehead.
"I'm glad you woke up," She said, her voice filled with relief, "How are you feeling now?" She asked, her eyes scanning my face as if searching for answers.
Due to the lack of any words coming out of my mouth, I just nodded, still trying to process what was happening.
But I was still confused, still lost in a sea of uncertainty.
What happened to me?
How did I end up here?
And why couldn't I remember anything?
My grandmother's eyes seemed to bore into mine, as if she could see the questions swirling in my mind.
She squeezed my forehead gently, a reassuring smile on her face, "Don't worry and just rest. Let the doctors take care of you."
But I couldn't rest, not yet.
I had to know what happened to me. I had to remember. Of course.
