Violet's POV
My eyes slowly opened, squinting to adjust to the lighting of the unfamiliar room. The huge comforter draped on me was making me uncomfortable. I pushed it off me and sat up.
A dull sting in my ankle reminded me of my situation before I lost consciousness. Damien! I scrambled out of bed but crumpled on the floor, landing on the wrong foot.
There was a dark purple patch on my ankle due to the twist from the earlier coupling with the fall just now. But that was the least of my worry.
I needed to get out of this place before Damien came back. What do I do? My phone was broken.I tried to take out the blank and cracked device from my dress pocket, but it wasn't there anymore.
What is Damien trying to do? Kidnapping in broad daylight?
I looked around the room, it was plain. Ju
