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The world returned in fragmented flashes of sterile white and the sharp, clinical sting of antiseptic. I blinked slowly, the harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital room searing into my retinas. Every heartbeat felt like a dull throb echoing through my skull, and the steady, rhythmic beep of the monitor was the only thing anchoring me to reality. Around my bed, a sea of familiar faces blurred together—my members, their eyes rimmed with red and heavy with relief; my manager, still hushed and urgent on his phone. One by one, I managed to utter their names, my voice sounding like crushed gravel. The doctor gave a satisfied nod, a small victory in the fog. Then, my gaze shifted toward the door. There you were. You were breathtaking, but your expression was one of sheer desperation, your ey…