Chapter Thirty -Two-- In his house

Ella's POV

strange except for maybe my changed clothes.

I hope I've not been kidnapped or something. I was panicking by now.

Is this how I am going to die? Without meeting dad, for the last time? Maybe it would be a good thing. I will get to see mum again. But this is not how I would like to die. I sure want to see mum again but not this way. I am not ready just yet. My wild inner voice wasn't helping me either.

In an attempt to come up with anything that might have gotten me in a strange bed and a strange room, my brain couldn't come up with anything. it was just blank.

Oh, wait... I was busy stressing that I didn't see the note, glass of water, and a tablet on the nightstand.

The note read;

Good morning love, help yourself with the tablet, it will help with the hangover, and join me downstairs.

I will be waiting.

Your boss,

Ashton.