Lexi's POV.
The morning sun reflecting on my eyes causes me to groan tiredly. I scooted away to the other side of the bed where the run rays couldn't reach my face again.
Then I peeled my eyes open as I remembered where I was. Was all that happened yesterday a dream? Was I truly here?
I looked ahead and found my bag still seated right where it was last night. I saw the walls and recognized everything in this room. This was no dream. This was reality. And I'm hell well part of it now.
I stood up and walked out into the sitting room. The room was quite and rid of anything that looked like Cilia.