SEVEN
Kelly wearily opened her eyes and thought she was lying out under a turquoise sky but soon realized it was a painted ceiling. She winced when she lifted her head as the pain pulsed under her cheek and transcended to the back of her head. Carefully lowering her head back down, she tried to gather her surroundings and focused on marble pillars and painted murals on the walls. Where on earth was she, and how did she get here?
Feeling her bound hands and feet, she carefully rolled over to her side and heard the antique oak wood bench squeak under her body. She squeezed her eyes shut to stop the spinning as she slowly sat up and tried to refrain from passing out. She focused her eyes on the historical oil paintings hanging on the walls and the high-backed chairs neatly placed next to ea
