EMILY
I wake up with difficulties, trying to open my eyes. When I finally manage to open them fully, I'm surprised to find myself lying in a white room, with sharp lights on.
I hear faint whispers and I realise I'm lying on someone's laps. He's smoothing my hair, whispering sweet nothings into my ears.
Who could that be?
I panic as I still look around and I'm in shock when realise that my hand is on a drip. Damn! This is a hospital!
I'm lying on a hospital bed, my hand connected to a drip and someone is trying to talk to me.
“Baby,” the one whose laps I'm lying on calls and I try to stretch my neck so as to see him but I just can't. My head hurts so bad! I can't even move it. “Don't hurt yourself, will you?” Mmmh..that voice! It's William's!
“H-h-hon--ey,” I manage to say.
“Oh bab
