The sun peered through the window directly on her eye, she groaned loudly, using the back of her hand as a shield. Producing a loud yawn from her throat. She turned, sinking her face on the pillow that was velvety. The bed was comfortable against her skin. No, it felt totally different. Her eyes snapped open.
Fully awake now, she supported herself upwards with both hands. Why was she seeing three…four…five? Five pillows! Where was she? Her eyes ran through the enormous room she was in, carefully scanning for any threat but couldn't deny the intricate beauty of the room. But where was she? She swallowed back in her scream.
The door creaked, and gradually opened. It was a dog with black fur and white paws. Such a weird colour for a german shepherd, she thought. That was when last night scenes played in her head. She was in her boss' house.
