It felt as though Carol’s mouth was packed full of cotton and her eyelids were held down with heavy bags of cement. She tried her best to fight this feeling, struggling to open her heavy eyes for the better part of twenty minutes. She could hear voices, and one of them warmed her heart so much. It was Sebastian's voice. Her father too was there, because she could hear his voice. They were talking worriedly, discussing her.
"I'm right here..." Carol wanted to say, but her mouth refused to open. Why were they discussing her when she was right there in the room with them? She was only asleep and if they wanted to talk about her, all they needed to do was to wake her up.