CHAPTER 96

Birds chirp loudly outside the window and I groan, lifting my head from the mattress. I rub my eyes and stand up trying to ignore my body screaming out in pain from sleeping in such an awkward position. I stretch my arms and groan once again, squeezing my eyes shut tightly.
"I hate hospitals," I grumble to myself, grabbing the water bottle near me and taking a sip.
"Can I have some?'"
I freeze, the bottle in mid air.
My breathing catches in my throat and I feel my lungs...