Chapter One Hundred And Fifty-six: You Know About My Father

Maya's point of view.

My eyelids fluttered open and closed, opened once more, and took in the drowsy environment. Images were a blurry sight until I squeezed my eyes and tried looking again, where was I?

The machines attached to me hinted I was in the hospital but when a certain face hovered over me, my heart skipped a beat.

I jerked upright without warning but the sudden movement caused a sharp twinge to shoot from my stomach to my chest, I groaned in pain.

It was so painful that tears spurted from my eyes, I had no choice but to bite down on my lips and endure the torture as it faded away slowly.

"What do you think you're doing, do you want to end your life that badly?" She scolded me while laying me back on the bed gently - that was very weird.

"What the hell happened?" I ignored her chidings, going straight to my question.

"You don't remember?" Angela asked in surprise.