66 Days
Prologue:
Sixty-six days is all it took for Clarke to wake up from a coma.
She'd just finished high school, at the tender age of nineteen. Everything was going for her, she had been accepted into Winters, a largely unknown university, stuck in the forever snowing mountains of Alaska.
Of course she'd have to get herself in a car crash before she began her life.
The fault was really on the other driver, a drunk man, trying to get to a sick wife. A sad story really, but this one isn't about him.
No, we are to follow this young woman, a blonde, with stunning blue eyes.
She was left to sleep, rather like sleeping beauty, but surrounded with twisted tubes. In a rather unflattering hospital gown, in the no name town of Polis.
If it weren't for the drab hospital setting, or the constant beeping of the machine. You'd think she were sleeping, a delicate creature, or at least when she slept.
Her mother ran this hospital, keeping a constant eye over her.
In this small town of just over seven thousand, they'd flooded her room with flowers and cards. It was rare day, for any such horrible a thing, to happen in a town like that. They were all mortified.
So when Clarke woke up, it was the happiest news the town had heard since Christmas.
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