Two days after Lewis saved me from drowning back at the fortress of my captors, I find myself waking up inside of my bedroom, feeling refreshed as ever.
For reasons that are more than obvious, I ended up falling asleep in his arms back when he was carrying me. It just happened that I wasn't able to last any longer than the brief reunion that we shared that time, so before I knew it, I was already knocked out of my consciousness again.
That's why at this very moment, I still have little to no clue about what really happened after being rescued.
"Goodness gracious..." I gasped incredulously as soon as I sat up from my bed and saw my reflection on the mirror.
"It was actually this bad, huh?"
