We need to leave...

MIRANDA

I blinked.

Not once, not twice but multiple times like there was something inside my eyes.

I stared around. At least this time around, I didn't wake around to see white coats and blue ray glasses.

I was tucked in bed. Neatly dressed and clean. I wonder who brought me here.

Could it have been Xander? The last thing I remember was tripping and falling.

And yes, Don Vito!!!

His name alone in my head sent shivers down my spine. I would strangle the neck of that demon if I ever lay hold of him.

The man who tortured me in my dreams and will still be sought to do more if he ever finds out I am alive.

I looked around and saw the grey couch far away from its usual position in the room.

It had been drawn closer to the bed.

"Wow, looks like I got myself a babysitter while I blanked out," I said to myself.

I stretched my hands towards the couch to pick up the blue handkerchief on it.

This was definitely Antonio's. It had his mafia insignia. It was always part of his dressing, most especia