บท 45: It was a mistake

I blinked when I felt the sun shining on me.

Slowly, I open my eyes.

Where am I?

I look at the unfamiliar ceiling as I tried to think on how I got to be here.

I hastily sat up in bed, but regretted it when I felt an indescribable pain in my butt.

God.

I clutched the blanket around me as I looked around the place, trying to figure something out.

How did I end up in this place?

I look around the beautiful room.

This can never be my room.

Not only are the things in them expensive looking. The dark colours are another giveaway.

I don't like too bright colours. However, I hate very dark colours, especially the colour black.

And that was what took up the entire room. The curtains are black, with red roses decorating them.

The only chair in the room is also black, likewise the ottoman beside the sliding door.