ELIANA.

THE PRESENT DAY.

My eyes fluttered open to the fluorescent lights and it took a while for me to adjust to it but when I did, the first person I saw was Denver. He took a seat right next to me on my bed, running his hands through my hair.

His eyes met my half-open ones as I struggled to sit up. Looking around, he wasn't the only person there. My Nana was too and my Dad. And there was something intense about the searing silence around us.

"What happened?" My ...