Chapter 18: Impossibility
Paris
I slowly fluttered my eyes and yawned. I gently pinched the bridge of my nose, feeling sleepy a little. I opened my eyes and was met by the ceiling of my room.
Wait... That's odd... How on earth...
I looked at my bedside table where my digital clock was located. Today is Monday and it was already 9 a.m. onwards. I was really confused right now. I thought today was Sunday. I remembered I went outside on Saturday night but I could barely remember where I went.
A knock almost startled me. Then Stephen popped his head. He drew out a small smile then finally entered in my room without my permission bringing a tray. "Good morning, my dearest sister. I brought you breakfast."
I looked at him weirdly. Okay... What is happening... "What's up with you?" I asked
