Nathalie snapped her eyes wide open, slick hair alongside her drenched face was all she got as she panted hard and deep the moment she sprung upright on the familiar bed she rested for quite some time.
She needed to take a moment, gasping for more air as she looked around her.
The same motif of the ceiling and the walls came, except for a spacious area as what seemed like broken furniture was removed, and from there she knew it was a bed-chamber allocated to Keith and her.
Speaking of Keith, realization dawned upon her as she looked to her side, and not a discernible speck of his presence was nowhere to be found.
She was all alone on the bed.
Peering downwards, she noticed she donned the peignoir that she had for as much as she could remember what happened recently.
But then, aside from Keith, she had yet to look for Ashtra and Jonathan for where they were at the moment.
