Echo groaned and her voice came out hoarse, her throat was parched. She tried to swallow but could only feel severe pain in her throat due to extreme dryness as she woke up with a throbbing headache. She could taste the drink that she had gulped down yesterday. Her saliva had drooled down her mouth and dried out, soaking the pillow. As a yawn welcoming the morning escaped her, she snorted. Echo turned to stretch her limbs on the bed. Her eyes split open and that is when she noticed that she was not in her room.
Echo rubbed her hands wearily over her sleepy eyes and opened her eyes again, to look at the room carefully. The white washed monotonous room, with barely anything in color apart from the clothes, and the portrait of her father with his new wife and her son, along with several pic
