-PHOEBE'S POV-
The room around me was different when my lazy eyes decided to open. Everything in the surroundings brought the awareness that I was not home. It was pretty classy and I liked the design. By using a dark navy blue color scheme, the architectural features generated a tranquil cave-like ambiance. Perhaps that was why I had fallen asleep.
The space had a luxury aspect equal to that of a high-end European hotel room thanks to the heavy velvet curtains; white thermal drapes merged with the ottoman bench at the foot of the bed made of linen fabric and with foam padded seats and wooden legs.
As much as I wanted to take in more of the room, my joints hurt as I shifted on the bed and my head pounded. Instinctively, my hand massaged my forehead.
My throat was dry and sore. Why is this happening to me? I cried inwardly. Going home and being in the familiarity of my own room would be better suited for my circumstances.
Suddenly, the door opened and footsteps moved closer to me. It wa
