43."A Special Connection"

Emma

I opened my eyes with difficulty and found myself in an unfamiliar room; my head was pounding. I was still weak, and the sensation of having been kidnapped and waking up with no understanding of what was happening was disconcerting.

The room was spacious, with elegant furnishings and a view of the garden. I was in Andrew's mansion, and memories were slowly starting to come back. The soft light streaming in through the window made me blink as I tried to adjust to the brightness. I attempted to sit up in bed, but my strength failed me, and I ended up falling back onto the pillows. I took a deep breath and tried to regain my composure.

Likewise, I looked at my knee; it was injured, probably from staying in the same position on the floor. Sons of a gun! I hadn't done anything to deserve this; I was still traumatized. Those were the longest two days of my life. I felt entirely suffocated.

The door opened, and one of the maids entered the room with a tray of a hearty breakfast. My body