Prologue: The Accident
It happened so fast.
One moment, I was walking, and the next, I was waking up in the ICU of some strange hospital in some strange city.
Where was I?
I look around, and see the room is stark white, with the exception of the single red rose sitting in a vase next to my bedside table. There was a card attached to the vase, but I don't have the energy to sit up, let alone reach over and read the card.
I scrunch my eyes in a feeble attempt to stop the tears from falling.
Why was I crying?
What am I doing here?
Who am I?
But my mind seems to be repeating one question in a loop.
What happened to me?