Prologue

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The sterile hospital room is dimly lit as a young woman lays on the hard uncomfortable bed

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The sterile hospital room is dimly lit as a young woman lays on the hard uncomfortable bed. Her body feels numb from all the pain medication they gave her but still, she lies awake in a haze.

Anyone could take one glance at her and see she had been in some sort of accident. Her face was still married with dark blue-purple bruises. Her arms are full of cuts and bandages covering lacerations. Her right hand decorated with a thick cast after being shattered into splinters. And most obviously her back and legs that have hideous contraption attached to them.

It was an absolute miracle that she had survived and survived without any brain damage.
The Doctor's words still echo through the woman's head, "It's a miracle that you survived but your life will never be the same again." He had told her after just waking up minutes before dazed and confused. He later added walking again will take months of therapy and exercise, and even then there is the chance that it will never happen.

After she was checked, a nurse informed her that her family was on their way flying out from Carolina and should arrive at the hospital in the morning.

All she could remember from the accident was boarding the small plain and then nothing after that.


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