THIRTY SEVEN

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

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Faith slowly regained consciousness, the first thing her brain registered was the strong nauseating smell of antiseptics.

Her eyes fluttered open and she slowly looked around.

Confusion kicked in as she realized she seemed to be in a hospital.

She tried to suddenly sit up and had to wince at the prickling pain, an IV needle was connected to her hand.

How the hell did she end up here? She thought. It took only three seconds for the memories to come rushing.

She stiffened on the bed, the coldness spreading across her skin, penetrating through her bones. She had found it weird that in all the banks she approached, none had agreed to grant her the loan, she had also failed to acquire a new job, but why would all these be related to Sterling?

Faith bit her lips sharply, she desperately wanted to trust Sterling, he'd been the only person to arrange her crumbling life, always had been there when she needed him. She stared at the wedding band around her finger,