Evangeline
When I opened my eyes, I saw a different ceiling on top of me. I didn’t have a chandelier back at my home. There was no way I will have a chandelier being set at my house. Maybe another thirty years, I guess.
I raised up my body slowly and set my eyes on the windows. I looked at my bed and this too was not my bed. A King’s size bed was definitely not mine. I might be poor and I absolutely did not drinking. I despised alcohol. So, the question was…
How did I end up in someone’s bed?
I looked at my clothes and I was still wearing my working clothes. All parts of it are still intact on me. I still got my skirt on and underwear too. My attention immediately sets on the opening door when I heard it being opened from the outside. I instantly covered myself with the expensive and s
