Chaotic Events

Kiara:

I open my eyes to a very comfortable environment, but a sharp pain courses through my head, reminding me of the accident.

I hear a familiar voice. “You’re awake.”

I look up to see Mr. Fernandez in a robe, holding a wine glass. I sit up, examining my surroundings. It’s clear I’m not at Zane’s place, and this place seems way better. It is cozy and has a warm aesthetic compared to Zane’s.

“What happened? How did I get here?” I ask, and he walks up to me, his handsome face sporting a small smile.

“I’m sorry for what happened. My chauffeur ran into you, but you barely had a scratch,” he says, taking a sip from his glass.

“But I can’t say the same for my ride,” he adds, gesturing towards me. I rub the back of my neck, muttering an apology.

The room falls silent for a moment.

“I didn’t mean to, and I.. I am truly sorry.” I say again.

“It’s all good. I’m glad you’re alive,” he says, walking toward a minibar in the corner.

My eyes scan the room, taking in the beauty around me. I spot pi