Arda took a few seconds to catch her breath. Afterward, she let herself fall back onto the bed and managed to drift off, her thoughts fading as sleep claimed her once again.
She slept deeply, and when she finally woke up, daylight was streaming through the windows. Blinking against the brightness, Arda sat up and glanced around the room. Her eyes landed on an Indian ethnic wall clock that matched the house’s contemporary traditional vintage style. It was 8:07 a.m.
She couldn’t believe how peacefully she had slept, given the circumstances. But as full consciousness returned, so did the unpleasant reminder of her current predicament. Reaching for her phone, she saw a missed call from Jacob. Relief mixed with hope flickered through her. Maybe he had an explanation for all this. She still tr
