CELINE's P O V

I was disoriented when I woke up. It took me a few moments and hard blinks to realize that I was no longer in our bedroom. I was in another room. One that was plain and white.

I was in the hospital…

I pushed myself up on my elbows and listened closer to the sound of two men talking at the other side of the room.

‘‘You should be quite proud of yourself, Mr. Anderson!’’ The man dressed in a white coat tapped Sebastian’s shoulder. ‘‘Your ...