Tamia:
When I woke up, I was in my room, comfortably lying in my bed.
At first, I thought it was a dream, expecting myself to be in the cell when my eyes opened, but no. It seemed to be real.
I was really in my room with a blanket draped over me.
What was going in?
How did I come out of that cell?
A maid came inside and placed a tray on the nightstand, "Here is your lunch, ma'am."
Ma'am? Wasn't it supposed to be Luna? I didn't ask her.
What if Phoenix was playing tricks? She could easily send me back to the dungeon.
"I … I need to talk to my grandson!" I tried to command the maid, but my voice came out so weak, like it was suppressed in my throat.
The maid didn't even bother to answer and left without a word.
"Bitch!" With a sigh, I looked at the ceiling above me. My walls, my room, my bed, I had missed everything so much.
All I wanted to do was keep sleeping.
I tried to go to the bathroom, and that was when I looked at my reflection in the mirror. It wasn't me.
