351 I can't

Some people were lucky enough to survive one coma, Lina survived two. And for the latter, she didn't think it was possible. What was the first thing she did when she woke up? Groan about the beeping machines.

"Ugh…" Lina's voice sounded foreign to her own years. She mumbled under her breath, turning over in her bed, only to freeze at how much her body was aching.

The memories came rushing back to her. Attending the movie premiere, the artist that shot Kaden, the woman that took the bullet for him. No wait, SHE was the one who did it.

Gasping, Lina sat upright. Before she could blink, a vision of black came out in front of her. She froze at the weight of a mountain embracing her tightly. He buried his face into her neck, a knee on the bed, and his lips upon her skin. She felt his body tremble, and wondered how such a thing could feel fear.

"You…" Lina licked her cracked lips. She was exhausted.