Whitney Regains Consciousness

WHITNEY'S POV

I opened my eyes as I lay on a small bed with a white bed sheet. There was an intravenous drip in the back of my hand and I knew I was in the hospital.

I saw Martin sitting on a chair beside my bed. He was staring into space and he looked sad and worried. A nurse was sitting behind him close to the window. The nurse was reading a novel.

For a moment, I couldn't remember how I got to the hospital. All I remembered was when I was in Luther's room with Luther and all his family members as well as my brother. I didn't remember what happened.

Martin and the nurse were oblivious that I was awake. The nurse was engrossed in the book that she was reading.

"Martin, how did I get here?" I asked gazing at him.

He turned to look at me and a smile spread across his face.

"Thank goodness that you are awake," he said as he moved his seat closer to the bed.

"How are you feeling now?" he asked with concern.

"I am fine."

"Do you feel any pain in yo