Damian's eyes fluttered open slowly, and at first everything was blurry. His vision took a few seconds to adjust, and then he finally saw the owner of the voice he kept hearing.
Ava…
He remembered her name immediately, she was his wife, their wedding just a few days ago. Why was she here? What happened? His head felt hazy, but he kept staring at her as she continued talking. It took him a few seconds to piece everything together, and then the memories of the previous day rushed back in a heavy wave.
He watched as she stood up abruptly. He heard a familiar voice call his name, but he didn't look away from her. His hand moved weakly to his face, and he tugged the oxygen mask off because of how uncomfortable it felt.
