"Sydney, are you okay? The doctor said..."

I tuned out, and everything Lucas said fell on deaf ears. First, I felt the surface I lay on; it felt familiar. I recognized the shirt I was wearing; it was one of Lucas'.

The moment I woke up, I had a quick replay of the last time I was conscious. I remembered falling into Lucas' arms and passing out as he screamed if I was okay. I had half expected to be in a hospital room, but here I was, on the familiar feel of my bed and sheets.

Lucas' face was the last one I saw, and now his face was...