Aware of my identity

Daisy pursed her lips and pushed herself to stand straight but the moment she moved, a wave of dizziness washed over as she stumbled back and her vision turned black. 

When Daisy opened her eyes, she was greeted the vast expanse of white in front of her. Her vision was blurry and as she tried to open her mouth to call out to someone, she realized that her throat was parched as well. 

Daisy tilted her face to the side and as the curtains moved, she could see the sky was still dark. She pressed her elbows on the bed and struggled to reach out towards the glass of water from the bedside table.

Once she drank a few gulps of water, she placed the glass down and leaned back on the headboard of the hospital bed, lost in her thoughts. The last thing she could remember was she was talking with Ryle near his car. And she had stood up suddenly when she became dizzy.