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"Ellie? Oh, my poor baby"

Mum?

"Come on sweetheart. Come on home."

Gran?

"Mama, why isn't Ellie sleeping in her bed at home anymore?"

Harley?

"I'm so sorry, Dove. I didn't.. I wouldn't...."

Someone definitely just kissed me

"I miss you"

Ronan.

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My eyes flutter open and are immediately blasted with overpowering, harsh lights. I can feel... nothing. Well that's new. I open my eyes, slowly this time, and as they adjust, I take a look around my ro- not my room.

There's a heart monitor connected to my arm.

There's a heART MONITOR. CONNECTED. TO. MY. ARM.

I'm in a plain, white bed, and in a hospital gown. There's a shelf to my left with bunches of flowers all over it, with cards propped between them. The.. the heart monitor is on a small pole that also has a UV drip on it.

I glance down and see a crumpled piece of paper just below my hand and I reach to grab it...

I reach to grab it...

I'm not reaching to grab it. I can't move. I cannot move my body.

What the hell happened to me?

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