Lisa opened her eyes to the unfamiliar scenery of her new room.
The last thing she remembered was her conversation with her family before she eventually left the room and for some reason, she could not remember anything that had happened after she left the room.
She stretched out her arm that she had been resting on while she slept and carefully rolled around.
She was going to stand up when she noticed Richard, he was crouched by the end of the bed with his head bent like he was praying or had fallen asleep.
"Richard?," she called softly, hoping not to disturb him if he was actually asleep.
But as soon as she called his name, his head shot up, showing her that his head had merely been bent down and he had been asleep.
His eyes were on her, almost frantic.
Scared, Lisa looked down at her body, wondering if something had happened between them.
But when she looked down, she looked completely okay.
