The first thing I see when I wake up is my mother sitting on my vanity chair right beside my bed, resting her head on my side. I try to sit up slowly so as to not wake her but it is no use. She stirs and wakes up suddenly to stare at me in disbelief.
"Oh my goodness, you are finally awake."
She wraps her arms around me in a hug and begins to cry. My bedroom door instantly opens as I look up to see my father hurriedly walk over to the other side of my bed.
"We thought you would be asleep forever or worse."
"What happened to me," I ask, my voice hoarse.
'Everything is such a blur. The last thing I remember is walking up the grand staircase to meet the guy I am supposed to get married to.'
"You do not remember anything do you," my mother ask with concern.
"No, I do not."
My thoughts are interrupted as Alexander walks into my bedroom, carrying what looks like a huge assortment of flower bouquets in his arms.
