The surrounding environment looked beautiful and peaceful. Charlotte slowly closed her eyes, breathing in to take in the fresh, cold air around her. She ran her hands through the flowery plants that graced the place. Anyone would wish to live there forever.
"Charlotte?" She heard someone call her from behind. Turning her head, she locked eyes with her love, George holding a baby in his arms.
"He's our child hun, come back to us, we need you," George said as if sensing her confusion. Charlotte felt her head getting heavy as she tried to comprehend what was going on.
She had a son, and they were waiting for her to come back, realization hit her as she remembered what had transpired. She had to fight no matter what.
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George looked at Charlotte's resting form on the bed. It was as if she were struggling to come out of something. The machines beeped making him dash out in panic to call for help.