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EMILY'S POV.

It was the pungent smell in my nose that woke me up. I didn't open my eyes immediately, but I was fully awake. The scent in my nostrils was strong. I could smell Iodoform, antiseptic, and fragrant soaps.

I knew immediately that I was in the hospital. How I hated the smell of the hospital. It reminded me of sick patients, pain, groans, and discomfort.

Finally, my eyes fluttered open, and it hit the white ceiling of the hospital. I sighed, looking around me. There was an IV stand, drawers, and some things I couldn't recognize.

Looking down, I discovered I was still in my clothes. How long I had stayed passed out, I didn't know.

I sat up, and a maid came in. Why would I get a private room when it was just mere fainting?