CAMILLE

I woke up to bright lights and a beeping noise.

James.

Is he alright? When did I get here?

I tried to get up, but soft, firm hands held me down, and a gentle voice assured me that I was fine.

I tried to pretend that I do believe her, meanwhile, I wondered what had brought me here in the first place.

Why am I the one in the hospital bed instead of James?

Oh no! I remember the blood, the woman in the white dress, the noises...

My baby.

I sprang up immediately, shrugging off the ...