“You will lose someone you can’t live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly – that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”
Vary consciousness a few days later and her blurry eyes open and as she searches around she realises that she in is a strange and empty room. Panic ceases her being as she struggles to move, but she’s for some reason is impaled to the bed. Her head is still fuzzy and her body us weak and she cannot do much but struggle to get free. The door opens and she hears footstep in the room, coming close to her bedside she continues to struggle in order to get free and run away, but just like it has been since she woke up it is still impossible.
The man is in a long white lab coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck and Vary knows he's a doctor. He's tall, probably around six feet, a bit masculine and with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes and thin lips. He looks around his mid-thirties, but he looks very fit for his age.
“You are finally awake,” comes the cheerful voice of the doctor as he smiles down at her warmly.
She is afraid as she stares at him with her eyes panicking, “What are you going to do to me?” she asks in a weary and nervous tone of voice.