Chapter 37
?Eve's POV ? I woke up to the sound of the dripping water. Somebody removed the wet, hot towel from my forehead and soon I felt the coolness of the cloth against my skin again. Eventually, I managed to open my tired eyes for only a moment, and I was surprised to see Eric sitting on the bed, staring at me. I looked around the room.. the walls was painted white...well, almost everything was that color. It definitely wasn't the room that I was used to waking up in. I tried to recall what happened last night but the last thing I remembered was being attacked by some thugs and a.. Uh.. Perhaps was it Eric that rescued me?? Why couldn't I remember anything? My mind was definitely playing tricks on me, I was sure of it, I put fingers up to my temple "How are you feeling
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