Underground warehouse

Chapter 95

Writer POV

Joy wakes up the tap of the maids on her shoulder, “what the hell it’s freaking 5’clock!” She half yell covering her face with the duvet after glancing through the table clock

“You need to go for your morning exercise” The maid said to her again and this time a little bit too ash.

She open her eyes to see who exactly it is that could be talking to her like that, for the love sleep who is she? She puts on the bed side light.

“Who are you? The grandma here that i don’t know of?” She asked her.

“I’m…no one but someone who will be in charge of taking care of you” She replied, she quiet old and someone who could be old enough to be her mother or grandma to be precise.

Joy wonder at that moment if she has a mother and wish that there’s going to be one day she would meet her again.

She push that aside and stand up from her bed even though she’s still feeling a little bit sleepy, “is this how I actually do before losing my goddamn memory?” Joy asked her and she smile.

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