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anna;

I lay on my back in this stupid white room. tears pour from my eyes as I silently cry. I'm trying to figure out where I am but no matter how hard I try I don't have a clue.

my head hurts like hell. I haven't seen anybody but the same old strangers calling me, "my love". I don't even know who these people are. I just want to go back home. well, wherever I came from because this seems like some alternate reality. I shut my eyes and try to fall asleep.

after what feels like a few minutes of trying to fall asleep, I open my eyes only to see that I'm at the beach. why am I here? I thought I was in the same old white room. hey, I'm not complaining. I love the beach.

I'm currently sitting on the warm sand, watching the waves rush towards my feet. suddenly, I am lifted off of the ground and I'm in the handsome—yet familiar strangers arms. he runs into the ocean, still carrying me as he laughs. I smile, happy to see him happy even though I don't know him.

his running comes to a halt once he reaches about 20 feet away from the shore.

"how are you feeling today princess?" he asks. even though there's no point in responding since he can't hear me, I reply. "my head hurts but other than that, I feel fine" I smile.

"I miss you a lot. your mom misses you, so do ava and Ethan. apparently, Kian came to see you last night according to the nurses." he says with a sincere grin on his face.

"We are trying to keep him far away from you. the police are trying to find him and take him to jail and put him on trial a few days after you wake up. they are trying my love. we are all praying for you." he kisses my forehead before he disappears into thin air.

my eyes open for the second time and with no surprise, I'm back into the white room.

I lay on my back and think about what he had said. who is ava? who is ethan? what about he and Kian? my mom—why does everyone miss me? I'm right here. why can't they see that?

it seems as if I have all the time in the world so I'll think about it later. I have nothing else to do anyway.

I decided to try and move because I don't want to be stuck here and be paralyzed. I take a deep breath and try to lift up my right leg. after a few more unsuccessful attempts, I try to lift my right arm. I take another deep breath and start with my fingers.

"start at the bottom and work your way up"

I remember someone telling me that but I can't seem to remember who. shocker.

I laugh slightly at my own thoughts and focus on moving my fingers.

— end of chapter 4 —

hey guys i know it's been a hot second since i've updated and i'm sorry about that ;(

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— xoxo, sav —











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