"Stay with me, Sharon..."
Someone called her name in her ear.
However, she really wanted to sleep. Her eyelids were so heavy that she could not open her eyes. She thought that as long as she was asleep, she would feel much more comfortable...
"Don't sleep, don't close your eyes..." The man's low and hoarse voice sounded in her ear as he called her name. "Honey, don't sleep now. I'll take you back. I'll take you to find the kids. They need their Mommy. Don't sleep, Sharon..."
Gradually, Sharon couldn't hear any more sounds, her eyes shrouded by darkness, her thoughts sucked into the abyss. She was being swallowed bit by bit.
In Beachmarsh City.
A week later.
"Beep beep..."
After opening her eyes, Sharon felt as if she had slept for a whole century. As she slowly regained her consciousness, she heard something, and even smelled the hospital's unique disinfectant.
The only thing she saw opening her eyes was the hospital ceiling, and some glaring light so bright it caused her to wince her eyes.
Opening her eyes again, she met with a pair of surprised eyes. Sharon's lips parted, but before she could say anything, there was a metal clanking sound-the tray in the nurse's hand fell to the ground. With that, the nurse immediately ran out.
What was that?
Was she that scary? Why was the nurse so scared the moment she saw her opening her eyes?
After a while, a group of people in white coats came rushing in. Seeing Sharon struggling to sit up in bed, the doctors were so shocked that they gasped.
"Lie down, lie down!"
Without any explanation, Sharon was then pushed back to the bed. The doctors and nurses didn't dare to exert their full strength on her. Their movements were gentle as if they were handling porcelains that would break at the slightest touch.
"Is there anything wrong?"
"Does your wound still hurt?"
"Do you have that nauseating feeling?"
"Also, do you..."
Several doctors examined her from head to toe. After making sure that she was really awake and there was no serious injury, they breathed a long sigh of relief.
After the doctors had left, a nurse was left behind to look after her. It was the same nurse who was shocked by Sharon's awaken.
"Hey, umm..."
Sharon licked her lips. "Is there any water? I'm thirsty."
"Oh, yes, sure! There's some."
The nurse immediately took a cup of warm water and wet Sharon's dry lips with a cotton swab, and then fed her small mouthfuls using a spoon.
After drinking the water, Sharon felt much better. "What time is it now?"
She asked the nurse.
"Miss Cruz, you have been asleep for about a week. It's now 8:30 in the morning. I came to check the room, and I saw you open your eyes." The nurse stayed by her bedside for a moment. "We have already informed Mr. Jones. I believe he will come soon. Miss Cruz, don't worry."
Sharon lay there, listening to the nurse's voice. She felt her eyelids had once again become heavy, and she wanted to sleep. It was probably because her body had yet to recover fully.
It turned out that Stanley was not there; no wonder she didn't see him when she opened her eyes.
After replying to the nurse with a hum, she moved her lips again and asked, "Could you draw the curtains for me? It's glaring..."
"Sure, Miss Cruz. If you want to rest, then you should rest. Don't force yourself to stay awake. Your body is currently in the recovery period, so it's normal for you to feel sleepy..."
Sharon was gradually falling asleep, and she could no longer make out what the nurse was saying next.
However, it was a restless sleep as she kept having flashbacks; it was like watching a movie. Her head ached so much as if it were going to explode.
Gunshot...
Explosion...
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