SILVER'S POV
The room was too big.
That was the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes in the middle of the night. The bed underneath me was soft. The pillow was fluffy and clean, and the blanket smelled like lavender. The ceiling was high. Everything looked expensive, neat, and untouched. So much so that if I hadn't known better, I would have thought I was the first person to have occupied this room in ages. Or maybe ever.
Then again, now that I really stopped to think about it, I don’t think I can say I really know better. For all I know, that was actually the case, and I was the first occupant of this room.
What do I know anymore?
I sighed, carefully shifting onto my back.
I lay there for a long time, staring up at the ceiling. There was a fan above me, but it wasn’t on. The
