Berverly finally woke up from her long sleep, but her head hurt pretty badly. She got up to a dark room decorated with dim lights, and she wondered where she was cause this is definitely not her room. The memories of her previous event were still blank in her head.
Whatever those men made her inhale must have been really strong for her. She got off the bed and headed for the door. Even if she could not recall a thing from that day, she knew this was not her room as she didn't have this much light in her room.
Berverly sauntered to the door in slow steps, twisting the door knob, she realized, it was locked. She could not open the door. "What's going on?" She muttered softly, trying the second time but still nothing.
Her heart skipped at this, she suddenly felt anxious. Has her father locked her up in here? But she did nothing to warrant such. This was not even their mansion to begin with.
