Once her immediate thirst was quenched, she managed to croak out a question, her voice hoarse and strained. "What... happened? Where am I?"
The nurse regarded her with a mixture of curiosity, pity and sympathy, pausing for a moment before delivering her response. "You're at St. James's Hospital in Augusta, Maine," she began, her tone gentle yet firm. "You were found nearly drowned in a river by a group of campers. They spotted you floating in the water, so they saved you and called emergency services. They brought you here for treatment."
Elora's heart pounded in her chest as she absorbed the nurse's words, her mind swirling with disbelief and confusion. How did she survive? She knew that is impossible to survive as an omega considering what she experienced.
“What is your name, sweetie?
