'Where am I? What happened to me? Who saved me?' those questions swirled in her mind as she looked around the spacious room, she was lying in.
With a glance, from the moment that she woke up, she had noticed that the room that she was in belonged to an affluent person.
From the bricks, the decorations and the vibe of the room itself. Wherever this place was, she had stumbled upon a person she needed to be careful about.
She didn't know where that girl she saw rushed to, but she had an inkling that the other must have gone to call for her masters.
She couldn't help but feel nervous at the thought of meeting her saviors. She didn't know how she appeared, and whether the people who saved her witnessed that. Not knowing made her extremely anxious.
She didn't get to wait for long as she heard footsteps approaching and female voices, revealing to her that whoever was coming to meet her was probably the mistress of the house.
