For a moment, all I could think of was—she knew my identity? Since when?

But I snapped out of it very quickly.

The room was a mess.

Mira had knocked me to the ground when she lunged at me, her IV still attached, yanking the tubes and medical equipment down with her. Everything had crashed to the floor, making enough noise to stir the nurses outside.

The sound of hurried footsteps caught my attention, followed by a soft knock on the door.

“Is ...