Sixty Eight

Melody's POV:

A concussion.

That's what the doctor said it was when I woke up in the hospital bed. According to them, it had been few hours since I was out.

"...this possible?" I trained my thoughts back on what Dad was saying.

All I knew was that the news of me in the hospital had gone to dad somehow, probably through grandma, and now he was here when he should've been attending the wedding.

Thankfully, Lucy didn't. I already felt guilty of pulling dad into this. I hated being in this hospital bed more than anything. Nothing was making me feel better.

Especially, the looks everyone was giving me. Like it was my fault somebody gave me those pills which I felt too intrigued to take and fall in a...concussion.

Grandma placed her hand on my shoulder, rubbing it comfortingly.

"It's all fine, dear. Your dad's just a tad bit worried. That's all. He'll be fine." She reassured me.

I looked back at dad who was talking with the doctor, a deep frown on his forehead.

The thing that he was stil