"Emily? Wake up, it’s me.” Jake’s voice floats through the darkness.

I blink several times to clear my blurred vision so I can make sense of my surroundings. I'm lying on a double bed, the sheets are crisp white and soft. The walls are painted a warm neutral shade and the rest of the room is decorated with white furniture.

"Jake?" I call out, turning towards him. My breathing is shallow as I struggle to regulate it. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed with intensity filling his blue eyes. Embarrassment fills my body and I sit up, stepping off the bed quickly to leave the room.

"I’m sorry,...