The Billionaire's Facade

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sheets around my body tightly. They were white, pure white. The bed was uncomf

d to turn my head to check what was going on, nurses had crowded around me. My

ps to speak, nothing but a squeak came out. The nurses beside m

ctively shot my hand out to touch my stomach, but the unbearabl

s, I succumbed to d

gainst my pillow restlessly. I groaned, shifting my position o

yes shot wide open to come face to face with two people I had never met in my life. My vision was

the room. He held some fingers up and I frowned, my hea

to speak, but my voice only came out hoarse. "No need to speak, there's a device atta

lab rat to these people? Nevertheless, I tuned into my thoughts, and

id blankly, vo

o you know w

n a ho

d in delight, as she jotted some stuff down on

edicine kicking in. I'll leave you to rest for now, and we'll see each

s being fed through fluids for an absurd amount of time. Now, I felt stre

or, came into the room. "Good morning Lor

a while, my throat vibrated with the motions of words being spoken. My hand shot up to my throat, rubbing o

's perfectly normal, no need to worry." She waved a dismissive hand,

understand wha

you. According to your files, you've go

r with a bizarre express

in a coma for four years now, and you woke up a couple of d

No... this can't be." My husband, my family. My hand flew to my stomach which felt

ion and he's in safe hands. Once you're discharged, he'll be bac

didn't f

't feel like Illinois-didn't feel like home. Was I going to just

ued speaking, but I zoned out, completely oblivious to whateve

on was released to come see me. He looked so little and had an oddly fam

ey returned all my belongings and I found some cash in there that would be useful. I needed to just...sit and piece toge

unning my hands through my flat, s

e I had just slept and woke up in another state. Sitting on

nds, on March 7, 2024." A news reporter stood cl

n the screen and the news reporter cont