Scandal

As the wind of dawn peeks into the room, her eyelids tremble involuntarily to part away. With a strong headache, her eyes slowly open. Her hand reaches to her head, slightly pressing the forehead.

Properly opening her eyes, she scans the room which leaves her feeling Deja vu as she finds herself in the bed of a stranger.

" This is not my room!" she whispers trying to get up. But her eyes move to her left hand. An IV drop is attached to her hand.

" What's going on?" She whispers, looking around the room.

" You are up!"

She startles when a familiar voice speaks. He with slow and steady steps approaches her holding a tray. Covering herself with the blanket, she keeps alert. No matter how people familiar can be, in this situation, all she can do is see them as her enemy. She doesn't want to risk anything because of some mistakes.

" Gallian? What are you doing here? Where am I?"

The green orbs of his eyes glint with a sharp gaze. Placing the porridge on the nightstands, he grabs the