ASTRID'S POV.

Slowly, I pushed myself up from the warm, fluffy fabric that had cradled me in a place of comfort.

My eyes fluttered open, and I took a moment to adjust to the bright overhead lights. As I glanced around the room, a wave of confusion washed over me.

I was in the hospital once again, in the same sterile room I had occupied just two weeks ago. But how did I end up back here? Why was I here? And when did it all happen?

The familiar sounds of beeping machines and distant voices floated around me, grounding me in reality.

I shifted slightly, the softness of the...