Rayne's emerald green eyes stared back at her in the mirror. Even her eyelashes seemed to have gotten longer! She was radiating beauty, which was only enhanced with her bright smile!
Having gotten another incredible surprise, Rayne was in a great mood. Humming softly she carefully entered the bathtub. The warm water felt incredible, and soon she found herself fully relaxed.
She took her time washing and scrubbing every part of her body and hair. About 30 minutes later Nurse Judy knocked on the door. "Ms. Weston, how are you fairing? Do you need anything?".
"Ah, no, no! I am doing great! I'll be out in a few minutes!", exclaimed Rayne from the bathtub. She was enjoying herself so much she lost track of time.
While bathing, Rayne didn't forget to store the bar of soap and bottle of shampoo into her system. She noticed that storing the two new items was a lot easier than before. She also never experienced the headache that she normally got when storing an item into the system.
Rayne finished up in the bath, and slowly got out to dry herself. She put on the hospital issued t-shirt and shorts and sat down on the wheelchair. Her muscles were still very stiff and walking was difficult and painful.
She called in Nurse Judy when she was ready and they set off back to her room.
When they got back to the hospital room Rayne noticed the dinner tray was already waiting for her on the small side table. Her eyes lit up when she noticed there was a small baked potato on the plate and a small cup of fresh fruit.
Rayne thanked Nurse Judy, and waited until she left the room before touching the food. She wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste and put both items in the system before taking them out to eat.
She was in a great mood which gave her a big appetite. She ate the small baked potato and two cups of fruit, thanking the system for the extra portion.
The next day Nurse Judy came by with news that physical therapy will start later that day, and that this was the final steps to her recovery. Once the physical therapy ended, Rayne would be able to get discharged from the hospital. Nurse Judy also mentioned that an administrative nurse will be visiting her soon to get some paperwork in order.
With all of the recent changes and discoveries, Rayne completely forgot to check her phone since waking up. Having some time to herself, she reached out and grabbed her phone that was still plugged into the charger.
She was expecting hundreds of messages, but looking at her phone she only saw a few messages from her bank confirming money transfers from her account. She quickly logged into her bank app and saw that she only had a little over 3,000 dollars left in her account. She looked through the transaction history and saw that there were all regular transfers made out of her account to a different one.
Rayne quickly tapped the screen on her phone to see additional information about the transfers. When she saw the account number the money was transferred to her hand paused... it was Dillon's account, her fiancé.
"Why would he take so much money out of my account", she whispered. She was trying to come up with reasons her fiancé would take over 30,000 dollars out of her account over the course of the one year she was in a coma. The most recent transfer was only a few days ago!
She checked her messages once more to see if Dillon had contacted her, or messaged explaining what he needed all that money for. But she found nothing, not messages, no missed calls, nothing. She opened her social media account only to see an image of Dillon kissing another woman on the cheek while she was sitting coyly on his lap. She kept scrolling on his page, seeing many more photos of the couple posing intimately in various locations. She realized that the earliest photo of them together was only a month after her accident!
Rayne felt her blood boil. She was angry, hurt, and in disbelief that Dillon would toss her aside so quickly. They were making plans for marriage! He didn't even bother visiting her or calling her this whole time she was in the hospital!
"This fucking asshole has the audacity to take my money while I'm in the hospital while seeing a new bitch! I cannot believe I wasted my time with such a lowlife!"
Rayne took a few deep breaths to calm herself. This coma was becoming more and more of a blessing in disguise. I dodged a bullet. To think I was about to marry that asshole.
"Either way, karma's a bitch", said Rayne looking down at her phone. She finished updating all of her passwords to accounts that Dillon might know of or have access to. No more freebies for you asshole.
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