Chapter Twenty Three

Adriana’s POV

A coughing fit woke me up from sleep. I was feeling cold so I tightened my grip on the blanket.

When did my bed get this soft?

Also when did I get a blanket?

My eyes shot open and I sat up right. I looked around the room and frowned. Everything was white from the sheets to the curtains and the carpet. A far cry from my room that was black.

What the hell happened and where was I?

I tried to wrack my head to remember but a splitting headache was the answer. A few minutes later, the door swung open and Massimo came through along Michael.

They exchanged weird looks that immediately got me worried and I began to wonder what was going on.

“You're awake."

“What's going on?"

Micheal came closer and sat on the bed while Massimo just stood by the door.

“Adriana, you need to calm down. How's your head?" Micheal asked.

My head? I touched my head and realized that it was bandaged. No wonder I have a bad headache.

“What happened? Why's my head bandaged?" I looked from Massi