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*(y/n)*

I had opened my eyes to a shining sun. The warmth of it embraced my entire body. I didn't need the covers , yet found myself wrapping and wriggling with in the soft silk sheets of a crazy comfortable bed.

I was able to stretch my arms and body freely. It almost felt amazing, actually it was amazing. I never had soundless sleep like that from the time I had arrived in this hell hole.

'wait.'

I widen my eyes and shot up immediately. Taking in the new scenery before me. My surroundings spun as the heaviness of my head dialed down a little.

The room was peachy. The bed was extremely large ,fully covered in soft white floral scented fabric that scattered everywhere, as a huge diamond chandelier hung above it.

The walls were pale yet the colour really brought out the brightness of the room. Almost to have it glow. The giant glass in front of me had white drapes that blew in the wind. As I had noticed that there was actually a large balcony beyond it.

I could see a figure out there , as I slowly slid off the bed. Being curious and careful, I crept near the glass door and peeped outside.

There stood , with a long pipe in hand, was a tall woman that had amazingly long white hair. It fluttered so gracefully in the wind , I was almost to shocked to say anything.

She had a pretty light pink dress, that was long enough reach her ankles. The dress hugged onto her body and revealed her wonderous curves. Pretty white heels adorned her feet and a single silver anklet on her left sparkled in the sun.

Two champagne glasses, one of which was empty and the other half full, laid on a round glass table near the mysterious woman. A bottle of champagne sat between the glasses in an ivory ice bucket.

As the lady turned slightly, I flinched when she had caught a glimpse of me and turned around fully, allowing me to recognise her.

She was the lady in the photo I saw back in the room I was held captive. The one who was supposedly known as "The Witch".

I was surprised , too stunned to speak, her features were much more clear to me now in real life. She looked nothing like what those tales depict , in fact , she looks entirely opposite.

She looks, like an angel , instead of a demon.

"Ahh~ You're finally awake. How was your sleep?"

Her soothing voice ran somewhat uncertain chills up and down my spine.

The lady took a couple steps forward in my direction and stood there smiling. Her smile was so genuine, that i had completely forgot what to question.

'oh right...'

"Who, are you?"

I asked cautiously, still enamoured with her beauty.
She gave a small chuckle and took another step forward, smiling wider than before as she placed her pipe down.

"Well, dear, I'm the owner of this house."

This startled me, having to know she's the owner must also be...

'adrian's mother...so that means ..'

"But you may call me Reenay. May I ask you, what's your name?"

I gulped, I was busy contemplating whether I should tell her who I am, and if I didn't, would she question my reason being here.

If I told her that her son and his friends brought me here against my wish , would she help me or throw me back to them.