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The sterile white of the hospital room bled into my vision first, harsh fluorescent light cutting through the fog. The air was thick with the acrid scent of antiseptic and something metallic—blood, maybe. A low hum of machines pulsed in my ears, and distant murmurs echoed down the corridor. My body ached, a deep throb in my skull with every heartbeat. Slowly, I turned my head, taking in the faces clustered around my bed: my members, their eyes wet and relieved; my manager, phone pressed to his ear. One by one, I named them, the words coming out cracked and raw. The doctor nodded, satisfied. Then my gaze landed on you—standing apart, near the door. You were beautiful, but your eyes held something I couldn't place. A heavy silence stretched as I stared, searching a mind that came up bla…