CHAPTER 11 Rose Tenner

  Sarah's POV

  My eyes flutter open and only when I wake up I realise until now I was sleeping. But I am not sleeping in my regular bed, wearing my regular clothes. My eyes slowly adjust to the light of the room and I look around at m unknown surroundings. The bedroom is probably bigger than our whole apartment.?

  The colour on the walls is a warm tone of white, and a beautiful painting of Aphrodite is hanging from the wall across me right above the cabinet which is next to the nightstand. As far as the wall on my right goes there are closet doors and when I look to my left a wide balcony can be seen through the window doors and the curtains. This bedroom is absolutely beautiful, it looks like it came out of a magazine, yet it’s not mine. And neither are the PJ’s I’m wearing. It’s a silky vanilla white matching set that I am pretty sure I would never be able to afford for myself!?