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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Brooke

“Brooke… Brooke, can you wake up?”

I faintly heard the words that were being spoken to me. I didn’t know who it was, where I was or why. I couldn’t even open my eyes.

“Brooke, if you can hear me, move your hand.”

I groaned as I started to come to, my eyes still unable to open.

“She’s waking up,” the man said. “Brooke, it’s Dr. Simon. Can you move your right hand?”

I did what he asked.

“Yes!” he exclaimed. “She can move her hand.”

I had no idea who he was talking to because I only made out his voice, but it made me smile. At least I thought I smiled. It was all too fuzzy and I felt as though I was dreaming.

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