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Where am I?
Isabella POV I slowly started waking up. My eyes fluttered as I tried to open them. My head was pounding and when I finally opened my eyes, I didn’t recognize the room I was in. It was a decent size room. I was lying on a king-size bed. There was a side table on either side of the bed, an armchair sat in the corner and there was a white dresser against the wall. I could see three closed doors in the room. I would assume one was a walk-in closet, another likely a washroom and the third probably leads into the rest of the house. As I was taking in my surroundings, my memory of what happened came back to me. Oh goddess, where am I? I jumped out of bed in a panic and that’s when I felt the sting on my ankle. I looked down and found a silver cuff locked around my ankle. It was connected t
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