I wake up in bed, a very comfortable bed. I feel like I've slept for weeks. Moving, I sit up and glance around; I'm not in the same room as before. This is just a normal bedroom.
Climbing from the bed, I glance around, unable to see my dress anywhere. I'm guessing he left it in the other room. Opening a door, I see his clothes and grab a shirt.
I carry it through to another door. Opening it slowly, I peer inside and see the bathroom. Stepping in, I look in the mirror and try to fix my hair, although it's a mess.
My eyes drop and I see the bruises across my neck in the mirror. Glancing down, I see more across my body along with cuts and bite marks. Smiling, I put the shirt on.
It's getting dark now. I lost the entire day. Walking from the bathroom to the bedroom, I open the last door an
