Juliet POV: I feel groggy. It's a struggle to move and I can barely open my eyes. I take in my surroundings. The thin air is cold and makes my nose hurt. Then I hear voices. Whispering ones that are trying not to be heard. The room. The bed. The voices. The smell. My head is spinning and it all comes back to me. I am in the hospital. Because I don't deserve to live. Because I left my parents to die. Because I left Gerard in the hands of my parents murderer...