I wandered with sleepy eyes across the tall, bright walls, where sunlight streamed in, unable to figure out where I was. Memories drifted slowly through my mind—my shift at the restaurant, Lev's house, and what had happened afterward…
I still couldn't believe that yesterday I had kissed my friend's father and nearly ended up in the bulldog's hands. But right now, I wasn't thinking about the past; I was focused on the present. Because I finally woke up and realized exactly where I was. In the guest room. It was Vladimir's house, and once, when I had stayed over at Lenka's, I had slept here.
The room was beautiful, spacious and bright. Tastefully furnished with expensive furniture, it looked cozy. I climbed onto the bed, cautiously tossed the airy white blanket aside, and stepped onto the
