ELIANA.

The rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor echoed incessantly through my ears as I sat beside my Grandmother. The scent of hospital antiseptic hung in the air and fluorescent lights up above.

After a whole night, she finally opened her eyes, managing to sit up on the white crisp sheets. At that moment, I squeezed her hands as I sat up. It had been a very long last few hours. I'd known things that I didn't my entire life and come to terms with a reality I had no idea ...