When Sarah awoke the next morning, she wasn't on the floor like she had expected, instead, she was lying on a comfy, Queen-sized bed with a fluffy pillow beneath her head and a blue duvet covering from her feet up to her mid-waist. This was probably the reason why she had felt so comfortable in her sleep. Her body wasn't cramping everywhere and she hadn't even stirred awake during the night like she always did whenever she slept in her cell.
It had been years since she had even seen a bed, so saying it felt good to have slept on one, would be an understatement. But how did she get on the bed? It couldn't have been Damon who relocated her, could it?
She shook her head at the thought. It wasn't him. He wasn't that gracious at all.
She tossed that possibility aside and jumped to the conclu
