The stinging smell of strong disinfectants burned the tip of my nostrils, stirring my consciousness.
I groaned, feeling annoyed that he had chosen the 'perfect timing' to clean the bedroom while I was having a catnap.
But the sounds of several footsteps drawing near startled my anger away, replacing them into confusion.
Unknowingly, I gripped the blanket as though my life depended on it, ready to save myself and my eyes shut even tighter when I have yet to open them.
"Maisie?" Hearing Edmund's voice, while I still find him annoying for using such a strong smell to clean the room, surprisingly calmed my nerves. "Maisie, can you hear me?"
I lifted an eyelid, trying to take a peek but the surroundings made my eyes fly wide open! My heart raced, seemingly in sync with the sound of the machine beside me. It felt ominous!
