Lilac’s P.O.V
My eyes fluttered open to the sun filtering in through the curtains, causing me to squirm in discomfort.
The warmth that enveloped me felt otherworldly, and as I turned to the other side, the cloud like soft bed dipped and shifted to accommodate my weight.
Wait a minute…
Soft bed? Sunlight? Was I dreaming or had I died in my sleep and reached heaven?
Because the bed at the Soup House was hard and uncomfortable, even though I had found comfort in sleeping on it rather than the cold, hard floor. And there was absolutely no sunlight in that murky room of mine.
Then where on earth was I exactly?
My eyes snapped open as I tried to process what had just happened, before sitting up on the giant king sized bed.
"Wow! It’s so beautiful," I murmured, letting out a soft breath.
