Evening.
Still recuperating from those drugs to wear off from her system. Her thinking ability was still intact to think things. "I can't even get out of here.. ahh what in the hell am I stuck??" She sighed massaging her temple. There were always Bryan's men guarding the main door. Except the doctors and an assigned nurse who was guarding the room 24/7. Camilla was frustrated to the core, at first she thought she would escape but the latter had everything planned.
Even if she does anything suspicious the nurse would call the doctors. She turned around to get down from the bed when the nurse stopped her. "Miss.. I'll help you, you're still not well." The lady came rushing towards Camilla holding her shoulders for support.
"Noo.. I-- I I'm fine, really." The woman chuckled hesitantly.
"Miss, let me help you. You need to use the washroom?" She asked the woman who was on the verge of breaking her ribs but controlled herself anyway.
