One hundred and six

Celia

Faint rays of the sun were glinting on the window and filtering in through the narrow slit in the window that was left open to let in some air.

Groggily, I got up from the bed, propping myself on my elbows as I looked around. Instead of finding my familiar room, I saw an unexpected surrounding.

‘Oh shit” I groaned mentally, recalling why I was there. I sat up on the bed and looked around but there was no sign of Jasper.

I called his name but did not get a response. Probably he had already gone to have breakfast.

I recalled Isadora and her blood thirst and my hunger died again, I did not want to see her enjoy blood as if it was some delicacy, the crimson red color drooling out of her mouth as she stuck her tongue out to not let a drop go waste.

I shook my head and focussed on the walls that were painted a soft shade of lavender, and the furniture is a mix of vintage and modern pieces.

I stood up and stretched, feeling my muscles loosen and relax. I walked towards the window, my b