Mia wakes up in an unfamiliar room. She knows that she's not at home, and this is not her room. 'where am I?' she said weakly as she slowly rose from lying. Her head felt so heavy that Mia touches it because of pain. She lingers her gaze inside the room. No one is in the place. But, the room feels so light and comfortable to sleep with. The curtains were in proper order with a ribbon in it as the light of the sun sneaked in. There are flowers on the bedside table and the center table of the room.
She did like it because the flowers make her calm. The color of the room is pink. She remembers how she became addict to that color in her past life. It's like, her room before. She tries to move her body for her to go off from the bed and search the area but, pain resurfaces on her body. 'geez,' she sighed in annoyance. How will she know the place if she will not move? It isn't wrong with the area at all. Maybe she's in good hands.
