MIRA'S POV:-
I opened my eyes and looked around. I sat up on the bed as I was no longer in the bed of that lake house. I was in the hospital bed. I pulled all the IVs out and went to see the bathroom if Freddy was there. To my surprise, he was not in the bathroom. "Oh my God, Marsha. You are okay!" I heard a familiar voice from behind. I turned around and frowned in confusion as I saw Sara standing in front of me.
Sara came closer to me but I held my hand to stop her. "What are you doing here? Where is Freddy? Why are you here? What am I doing in this hospital? I should be with Freddy. He promised me he would be with me." I said in a panicked tone.
"Marsha, you need to calm down. That man…" She started explaining but I stopped her again.
"I am not Marsha. My name is Mira Lawrence MacCarthy. Where is my husband? What did you do to him?" That uneasy feeling inside my chest I was feeling. I knew something was wrong. I could feel it.