Alvia's POV
I roll from one end of the bed to the other deciding whether to wake up or not. I notice the bed is quite bigger than the one I have cause the way I've been turning on the bed should have landed me on the floor
I open my wobbly eyes and confusion hit me immediately. Its no longer the wooden ceiling and creaking fan spinning in my apartment. It is now a plain white ceiling a bit farther away than mine is, with several light sources and air conditioning system at different segment of the large room.
I realise this isn't my apartment and I jounce off the bed pronto, returning to the bed almost at the same time as I notice my legs are too weak to carry me
Where am I? I rack my brain a bit trying to remember what happened last night
“ Oh my God, have I been kidnapped? ” I
