Roseanne's pov

I opened my eyes, facing the white ceiling. I reluctantly stood up from the bed and made my way out of the room. The air was heavy and my body felt hard to move. "What the hell?" I muttered as I tried to gain my composure. My whole body was aching and everywhere instantly turned black.

I woke up on the bed with Clara standing beside me. "When did you get here?" I immediately asked, expressing how shocked I was to find Clara in my bedroom. The last that I could remember was that I stood in the hallway. "Seriously? You've been asleep for 9 hours now," Clara...