Chapter 57. Confusion and Denial

“Everyone! Help me carry this woman!” shouted a disorienting voices that I don’t know where they’re coming from.

Shocked and disoriented, I felt a reassuring touch on my shoulder, prompting me to look into the concerned faces of the individuals around me. Their gestures were comforting, and though their words initially seemed muffled, a gradual return of my senses allowed their meaning to penetrate.

A woman in a white medical suit gently guided me away from the scene, her voice breaking through the haze of confusion. "Ma'am, do you want to call anyone? Family? Relative?" she asked, her tone carrying a blend of empathy and professionalism.

Responding with a shaky nod, I handed her my purse. "Please call my sister, M-Morgan," I managed to articulate amidst the residual shock.

The medical team swiftly sprang into action, conducting thorough check-ups that ranged from my eyes to my head. Their practiced movements offered a sense of reassu