Chapter Two hundred and sixty-one

She woke up with her start. Sat up immediately after only to close her eyes at the pain caused by the sudden movement.

Her body screamed fatigue.

Nevertheless, she sat straight on the bed with her feet touching the floor. She tried to grab her thoughts and put them in order.

Last night, the dinner party. Then Tatiana Ricci, her death and then waking up in an unknown bedroom.

She instinctively covered her stomach with her hand trying to figure out if the baby was even there to begin with. After that nasty fall, who knew?

She prayed that she was blessed with that chance.

Slowly, she got and up and looked around the room. It was well decorated for sure but when a sudden wave of nausea hit she moved to the door that was right in front of her.

She has hovered the toilet. The feeling of nausea was there but nothing came out of the mouth somehow making her feel grateful to not feel the acidic taste in her mount but also annoyed with it.