Double Bombshell

PIPER’S POV

Consciousness returned slowly.

Not all at once, not in a rush, but in fragments. A dull ache settled at the back of my head. The faint, rhythmic beeping of a machine. The sterile scent of antiseptic.

Hospital. The realization came quietly, followed by a wave of confusion.

My lashes fluttered before I managed to open my eyes fully. The light above me was too bright at first, forcing me