It felt like a hammer was currently assaulting her head, so much so she could feel the veins in her head pounding so harshly.
Anne groaned in pain as she slowly opened her eyes.
"She's awake!" She heard a deeply familiar male voice utter above her. "Anne." The voice uttered her name and her eyes slowly began to focus on her surroundings.
The clear luxurious white ceilings, and the sinfully handsome face which was somewhat of a blur at first before his features began to register as her eyes focused on his face.
He let out a long sigh, his hands cupping her face.
"Are you all right? How are you feeling?" He suddenly shot these questions at her even before her mind could remember to function properly again.
"Don't loom over her like that, she needs air to breathe." Another voice sounded from behind Andrew and he seemed to listen, moving away from the edge of the bed next to her where he was sitting, only then did Anne see Shawn in the room as well.
