WORST NIGHTMARE

Olivia pov…..

With a jolt, I opened my eyes, instantly regretting it as a sharp pain shot through my head. My hand instinctively went to my temple, trying to soothe the throbbing. Had I banged my head against something? Or had I been attacked while I was sleeping?

As the fog in my mind lifted, I took in the room around me. But as my eyes focused, I began to wonder what the hell I was doing here. Then it all came rushing back – the events of the day before, and the reason I’d found myself in this strange room.

My thoughts began to race as I recalled the last thing I’d heard before blacking out – the guard in the dark room had mentioned a “new home”. Was this what he meant? Or was I simply grasping at straws? The room was so small, and the door was locked from the outside. I could only conclude that I must have been drugged, and then brought here. The wine, that was it. That’s what must have knocked me out.

“Where am I?” I screamed, panic gripping me as I realized that I was trapped. “I