Elena's POV

Three Years Later

Three years can change everything.

If someone had told me back then, lying in a hospital bed with wires on my chest and fear in my bones, that one day I would wake up to the sound of ocean waves instead of sirens and hospital monitors, I would have laughed. Not because it was funny, but because it would have sounded impossible.

But here I am.

The air in Hawaii smells like salt and flowers and sunscreen, and something else too, something lighter, something that ...