Samantha's eyes slowly opened, she felt the warmth of the sun hitting her face. It wasn't painful on her skin, it was enough to wake up her previously tired body which now seemed to have recovered.
Her eyes fell on the ceiling, the white ceiling with a beautiful chandelier in the middle. She remembered so many events that had happened in the past few days. Because of that, she couldn't fit her tasks in on time. Or she should say that twenty-four hours wasn't enough to finish all her work.
She remembered, almost due to her tiredness yesterday, she fell asleep in the café...
Samantha stopped from her deep thought. She stared at the white ceiling for a moment—the white ceiling of the room before it finally registered in her mind that she had indeed fallen asleep in a room.
What is she doi
