The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that I wasn't dead. Even though it was Darek who brought me to the room the night before when I was struggling against the pain, when my eyes had finally dropped closed, that one blaring thought still lingered.
Darek had no use for me anymore.
I literally served him the one thing that he wanted from me, on a golden platter with extra perks.
The second thing I noticed was that the room surrounding me was nothing like mine. Stone walls and dark teal wallpaper lined the massive room which seemed to be designed tastefully. On one end, tall arched windows faced the ridiculously exaggerated garden outside, and the floors gleamed with polished black tiles that looked like they could even reflect moonlight.
Darek's scent was everywhere. On the bed that my body was sinking into, the pillows, the air around me. It was now stronger again just as before my rejection.
