Amy's eyes fluttered open slowly, and she met the white ceiling before her.
The smell of antiseptic and disinfectant was strong in her nostrils. Amy could easily tell where she was.
But what happened? How did she happen to get there? Amy closed her eyes again, and relieved the memory of the previous night.
Poison.
Amy's hand went to her tummy weakly. She could still feel the discomfort. She had consumed poison, and there was no confusion as to who did it. It had to be Grandfather Aaron. The old man was bent on eliminating her. She might as well add him to her revenge list, and God so help her, he would go down if she found out he had anything to do with her mother.
She didn't know how she could take such a strong man down, but she knew she'd die trying. The first thing was to get
