LESLIE’S POV
The faint of a voice calling her urging her to open her eyes was nothing but a background noise.
Her brows creased up, ‘No! She didn't want to be disturbed.’
You need to wake up, Leslie! The voice became clearer.
Leslie shook her head in disagreement.
‘Wake up, Leslie,’ the voice pushed.
Leslie ignored the voice.
I said Wake Up! The voice roared.
Leslie's eyes snapped open, her heart beating fast as she jolted awake in shock.
“Ouch!” She exclaimed as she squinted her eyes, and tried moving her hand. Her whole body ached.
Slowly, she raised her hand to her head, placing it on her head.
It felt like she had hit her head on a truck.
Goddess!! She felt so sore!!
Her hands went down to her chest as she rubbed it in slow circles.
‘There was no pain,’ her eyes popp
