Lee's Pov
I woke up to the insistent beeping of a monitor and a faint smell of disinfectant. The room was quiet except for that incessant sound and the quiet rustling of movement far away. My eyelids creaked apart, the fluorescent light hanging over my head blazing a harsh glare on the white ceiling. I blinked, groggy and having no clue where I was.
Then I remembered. The hospital. I remembered the pain and grandma's worried face.
My body felt weak, like I'd been hit with a heavy object and my arms were pinned beneath a tangle of tubes and wires. My mouth was as dry as cotton. I moved a little, and a gentle gasp slipped from me.
"Lee?" A voice called out. It wasn't grandma. It was deeper. Softer, but uncertain and trembling.
I turned my head around, and I saw a man. The same man that
