Wendy's POV
No..... No the p..ain is t..oo mu...ch.
Then I opened my eyes and heaved heavily. A pang of pain went through my whole body. I could still feel the excruciating pain or maybe not. I looked around and found out that I was sitting on a big and comfy bed in a very bright room that was painted pink and the table in the room was filled with dolls.
'What was going on'.
This is not the room in the shelter that i slept in. I stood up and looked in the mirror that was in the room and saw a girl that was wearing a cute pink gown made up silk. Her hair combed and dressed well. Her face that was cute with those doe eyes. Who was this girl? Did I transmigrated?
"Wendy.... Wendy are you still sleeping? I heard a woman calling me or maybe the girl. It seems the girl's name is also Wendy.
I looked for the girl's phone but I did not see it. I decided to go downstairs. It seems I would find clues about the girl.
I went downstairs and saw a woman who turned her back at me. It could be the woman who called me oh sorry I mean the girl. I decided to greet the woman.
"Good morning ma".
And then she turned. It was...