Amelia’s POV
When I blinked my eyes open again, I was staring at the ceiling of what appeared to be an examination room at the hospital. Sitting up in bed, I looked around. I didn’t seem to be a patient. There were no tubes in my arms or wires hooking me up the heart monitor.
But I couldn’t remember how I got in this bed.
Dr. Wyatt had been checking on Stacy, and then they had to leave. After, I was cleaning up the room and then… nothing.
I dropped my feet over the side of the examination bed and stood up. I felt a little wobbly, but otherwise okay.
How strange? Had I settled down for a nap? I really couldn’t remember, but I didn’t think I would decide to take a nap in the middle of my work day.
As I continued to try to puzzle together what had happened to lead to this moment, I wa
