Miriam’s POV
My head felt weird and unusual, as if it was filled with cotton wool. I tried to open my eyes but it felt as if they had been super-glued shut. I heard voices around me but I found it hard to make out what they were saying. After a few more minutes of confusion, I started to understand their conversation.
“What happened to her? Did anybody touch her?” I heard a very familiar, commanding male voice ask.
“Nothing happened to her. She just passed out.”
“What do you mean she passed out? My wife was in perfect condition when she left the house this morning.”
Oh my goodness, they were talking about me! I tried to will myself to get up and join in the conversation but my body was too weak to respond. I forced my eyelids to move and they slowly cracked open to see white walls and
