Chapter Fifty-One.
I woke up to my whole body aching. As soon as my eyes opened the last 24 hours played through my head like a movie on fast forward. I screamed out either in pain or the pain of reliving what had happened, I wasn’t sure. But I remember Sebastian, I remember his face, looking up at him and his face seemed so angelic, so pure, so handsome. I remember him telling me he loved me as I took my last breath. I looked down at my body, no wounds, no scars. I felt my face, same thing. I was alive, and I was healthy.
I took in my surroundings, it looked like a cellar of some sort, there was places for wine on each wall, but no wine bottles. An island bench in the middle with wine fridges, again, no wine bottles.
The only thing in that room was me and the mattress, sheets and pill
