When she had no idea but the moment she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the white ceiling with mini lights plastered onto it, lightning up the room.
She immediately sat up, looking around, trying to see where she was. She turned to her right, to look at her bandaid face in the glass wall.
She traced her face with both her hands, running the tips of her fingers on her forehead that was covered with a white bandaid. So was her lip corners, even her abdomen.
She had no idea where she was. But there was a thought in her head that what if Josh had got her and medicated her body into not gaining her senses back anytime soon.
She immediately got up, scrapped the saline off of her hand and got out of the bed, standing up, her eyes trained on the door wishing that it was not locked because she was in no position of jumping out the window again.
