"Ugh..."
Claudia Ross didn't know how long she had been unconscious, she even thought she would never wake up.
Could it be that she had become a ghost?
Before opening her eyes, she moved her fingers, feeling no different than before she died.
She pinched herself and it was quite painful.
Do ghosts have a sense of pain?
She opened her eyes and saw that she was in a room as luxurious as the Versailles Palace.
Everything that came into view was as beautiful as a fairyland.
It seemed she was indeed dead, and had arrived in heaven.
Only heaven could be so unrealistically beautiful.
"You're awake?" A deep, mellow voice reached her ears, and Claudia instinctively turned her head to see a man sitting by the window.
Backlit, his face was unclear, but by his voice, he seemed middle-aged, not young.
"Where is this, am I still alive?"
She propped herself up on the edge of the bed, feeling weak and devoid of strength.
