ZIRA

I bolted up and almost ran straight into Isabella’s face. I concentrated on my breathing, looking at my surroundings. I was in a room, a doctor’s office. My head was spinning as I tried to focus. Isabella was talking to me, but I could barely understand her. There was a slight throbbing pain around my neck as I touched it. The choker was gone. 

“Isa,” I croaked, feeling how dry my mouth was.  

She hugged me, and that’s when I saw the two nurses and the doctor on the floor. I was too dizzy to panic as I remembered how I got there. I walked in earlier for my...