Equally Important

At six o'clock the next morning.

The sun was shining brightly through the curtains and shone on the side of Audrey's pillow.

A ray of sunlight shone on her curled eyelashes as if it had given her a dazzling layer of golden light.

Audrey, who had been feeling advancing through the mist, seemed to have finally seen a ray of dawn as she struggled towards the light.

Finally, the mist dissipated.

Her eyelashes, covered in golden light, trembled slightly. Her eyelids slowly opened, revealing her dark bright eyes. She looked tired and sleepy, but her eyes sparkled with light as if she had just woken up from a sweet dream.

She saw the white ceiling and got a whiff of disinfectant, the typical smell of hospitals.

She tilted her head slightly and saw the white pillow.

She was in the hospital.

It had been a long time since she last went to the hospital.

Except for the 'click' sound produced by the medical instrument, it was quiet in the room.