Chapter 282: Meeting With The Stranger
Samantha’s eyes fluttered open to an oppressive darkness, a soft wince escaping her lips as she squinted her eyes in concentration, her green irises gleaming mystically with a tinge of gold speckles.
Her head throbbed with a persistent ache, and a sense of disorientation clouded her thoughts. The room, neat and unfamiliar, offered no recognition as she turned her head to the side, but no matter how hard she tried to focus her gaze on the scrutiny of her chamber, she knew this wasn’t her room... this wasn’t Ivan’s chamber. The familiar scent of him, the chaise lounge that was fixated at the darkest corner of his room, they were all gone– there was no sense of familiarity except for the darkness.
Where is she?
A sense of panic threaded through her veins as she strained to remember how she had ended up in this obscure place.
Attempting to rise, Samantha’s limbs felt heavy, resisting her command to the point she yielded to the surface of the bed, but she didn’t give up. As she successfully pushed herself upright, regardless of her body’s lack of strength, her emerald eyes surveyed the room, whilst trying to piece together the puzzle of her predicament.
A flicker of memory teased her– a blurry image of herself going to get water from the kitchen, she was about to head back when...
"Aish...ssss!" She hissed when a dull ache pulsed through her head, and she placed a hand at the side of her head, unable to recall more. Her memories were foggy and elusive, she was basically thrown into a state of mental uncertainty, and almost immediately, she recalled her pet plant.
"Viney!"
She called for her pet plant, her voice laden with hope, but there was no response. She repeated its name only to be left with the same disappointing silence, and it was unlike her Viney to ignore her... on a normal day she would have trouble keeping up with her pet plants chattering so why was it suddenly silent?