{Isabella}
I woke up in a plush bed. Everything was adorned red and white. Red roses stood on a cabinet, the walls were white but decorated with red rose floral decor. Almost like a room meant for me-designed for me. I felt swallowed by a fluffy pillow and a giant plush red pillow. A felt my neck for the injury the needle might've caused and felt the rough scab of my injury.
I heard a brief knock on the room door sent me into overdrive. I tried using my mental ability to see who stood outside but I felt nothing. I lifted my palm to ignite fire but the only thing that came out was a tiny spark. I tried sitting up but the bed seemed to swallow me back in. The door opened and he came in. Arail Swain.
"What did you do to me," I tried to sound intimidating but my voice came out a hoarse whis
