CORRIE

I woke up with a loud cough that sent a sharp pain banging through my head. The back of my skull was pressed against the cold wooden marble tile beneath me. For a moment, I simply lay there, my eyes fixed on the ceiling in confusion.

This wasn't my room.

Slowly, sluggishly, I pushed myself up. My back barely straightened as my body protested the movement. A dull ache throbbed behind my temples, making everything feel heavier than it should. I looked around, trying to make sense of where I was.

My vision was still blurry at first, the shapes around me blending into one another, but gradually they...