Oliver's POV
After talking to me friends, I cut the call and thought of looking for a safe place to hide the phone after switching it off but, I, once again realised what kind of prison I am in. There was no place, in my own room which I could consider as a safe place.
I could neither hide it my bag, nor in my cupboard, nor under the bed nowhere. Having not even a single place to keep my belongings safe made me go crazy. I just wanted to throw the phone away and burst crying but I shouldn't.
There was no place I could hide the phone in and was looking around the room when my eyes fell on my bed.
It was a big bed with white bedsheets. Usually the bedsheets in the Palace are black but seeing black colour makes me feel suffocated so, my bedsheets are usually white. The bedsheets were neatly tucked in the bed but my eyes feel at the bottom of the bed.
Awesome! I found a perfect place to hide the phone.
