THE REBIRTH OF LISA.

I was scared when I woke up in an environment I couldn't understand. I looked through the window, and it was morning despite the sun shining.

The window curtains were blue, the door curtain, and the bedsheet I was lying on were all blue.

I looked up to see a pack of used Drip. "Who must have consumed this?" I asked myself.

The ceiling fan was gradually rotating, so I couldn't feel the breeze much. No one was around and I couldn't hear by noise.

I tried to catch up with what must have happened before I heard the voice of a small baby in the distance.

"Oh. You are awake already, good to know that."

I was facing the wall when I heard that male voice. I turned around and saw a very tall man.

He is in a lab coat, and two nurses are behind him. One was carrying a file. She opened it and handed over a paper to him

"Are you a medical doctor?" I asked, trying to sit up.

He nodded his head and asked me to lie down for a check. When they were done with the checks, they asked me not to stand up yet

"You were brought here yesterday evening and almost passed out. His name is Allen, he is your brother I guess."

One of the nurses said. That got me to start recalling what had happened to me. I was looking at them confused.

Lucky beat me up because of Nelly, my best friend who is now his new mate.

Nelly has been my good friend since childhood. We grew up and went to school together.

When I got married to Lucky after much pressure from him, begging me daily for marriage, I brought Nelly to live with us in the pack

She has been in a different pack doing stressful jobs to make ends meet.

"Are you alright? You are not talking. What is wrong with you?"

I had to realize that I was with some people when the question came from Doctor Devis.

He had earlier introduced himself and I couldn't have forgotten the name easily.

"Doctor, please, thank you for saving my life. I appreciate." He smiled at me while the nurses nodded their heads.

He looked at the paper he was holding and looked at me twice. My heart started panting.

Who knows what the problem could be?

My ears were itching to hear what he wanted to say. He opened his mouth but wasn't talking.

"What is the problem with me? Please talk to me, doctor."

I asked looking at them nurses if they could say something since the doctor wasn't ready to speak

"How long have you been married?"

"In three months, I will be three years old. Does it have anything to do with the situation I found myself in?"

I got to ask, worried over his silence. He knows my husband and Allen, my brother. Though I haven't been to his clinic,