#Chapter29

Inaya

I don't remember when I gained my sense back after Greta's hard slap and the horrible nightmare. I am sure that was a nightmare. What Greta said was in no way relatable to what my mind was comprehending. I groaned in a severe headache as my continuous crying and anxiety ruined my health. I pushed myself up on the bed and rubbed my eyes. It was 7 in the morning as I looked at the clock kept on the nightstand. Walking silently to the adjacent washroom I finished my morning business. After taking a warm long shower I picked up my clothes and moved inside the room. I...