Evelyn’s POV
As I slowly opened my eyes, the haze of sleep still clouded my mind. I tried to lift my head, but a dull ache resonated through my skull, making me wince. Groggily, I attempted to sit up, but a sharp jolt rocked me back down. Confusion swirled in my disoriented brain as I struggled to comprehend my surroundings.
My blurred vision gradually cleared, revealing an unfamiliar ceiling mere inches above my face. Panic set in as I realized I wasn't in my bed, nor was I in a room I recognized. The air was thick with the scent of worn leather and stale air, a far cry from the familiar comforts of my own space.
Instinctively, I tried to stretch, extending my arms and legs to shake off the remnants of slumber. But my body was met with resistance, confined by the cramped quarters of...
