Ella's ears picked up the incessant beeping of monitor devices, strange and familiar voices of people discussing in hushed voices, and the distant squeaking of clogs on the tiled floor.
"Where am I?" She queried her inner thoughts. Although her eyelids felt heavy, she fluttered them severally before her eyes finally opened. Due to the brightly lit room, she squinted a little until her eyesight adjust the bright light in the room.
"Doctor, I think she is finally awake."
Ella picked up Denise's voice. She slowly turned her head to the other side and was met by Denise's affectionate gaze.
Denise quickly walked over to her bedside and sat down beside her, stroking her forehead tenderly. Denise wore a worried but maternal look, like a loving mother concerned for the well-being of her sick child.
"How do you feel, dear?" Denise spoke in her softest and most charming voice.
