Christine.

I'm confused as I climb out of bed. I sincerely hope that this is not what I'm thinking.

So I'm alive!

I try to hold my curiosity as I take a shower. I don't even know what day it is, so I change into booty shorts and a T-shirt laid neatly on the bed.

Wait! Whose room is this?

I walk into the living room and Diana doesn't even look at me. I frown as I sit on the Sofa's armrest. I know she is sulking.

"Good morning?" I ask carefully.

She looks at me and her eyes are blazing angrily.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?"...