ch. 7 | A DEER CAUGHT IN HEADLIGHTS

I can almost hear a pin drop.

Every day for a week, the same thing; wake up, wait for the night, and sleep.

The same view in the large glass window was displayed, with the sun rising, setting, and darkness creeping in as night fell.

I'm almost suffocated by the room's boredom and silence.

It was morning now, the sun rising as rays of sun gazed at my face from the large window beside my bed. The room is decent, it's large and spacious, but it doesn't matter, whatever place this is, I know damn well that it was surely owned by them.

Yes, I haven't slept, or rather, I haven't been able to sleep. My thoughts have been devouring me since last night, and my eyes have been wide open as I look into thin air.

Waiting for something, at least an update for who knows what I'm here for.

Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door.

The door then opened, then there, Lorenzo showed up, bringing a tray of food.

Still ignoring him and avoiding his presence, as if he didn't just enter the room.

"Good mornin