KEIRA’s POV

My heavy eyelids slid open, and I blinked to eradicate my blurred up vision. The smell of sweet, ground coffee beans filled my nostrils, arousing my curiosity. I blinked once more, clearing my vision, and a white ceiling was in view.

I groaned and shifted, only to realise there was something draped on my body. I looked down to see myself fully clothed, cleaned up and covered up with a nice, warm blanket.

What had happened?

I began to pick up the bits of pieces in my mind. ...