Am I dead? I'm supposed to be.
Then how is it possible that each and every part of my body still seems to be moving with such an accuracy.
Slowly rising my eyelids open, I found myself staring at the transparent white drapes attached to a point in the ceiling, beautifully circling around the bed where I laid.
Daylight seemed so blissful at the time like I had been reborn by a miracle in heaven
"I was anticipating the moment when you'd open your eyes" I turned my head and saw the green eyes I had last stared at before completely blacking out of my conscious.
Carlo Laviosa. Who else could afford all of this extravagant furnishing other than him
"Fate never sets us apart, does it?" I watched him smile. He then pushed aside the drapes and came over to sit beside me
"How do you feel n
