Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Alexander’s POV

I was somewhere I did not recognize, the walls were a ghastly shade of green, I had no idea what it was called but I was sure I hated it, the windows were a shade of burnt and the chairs were an even worse of orange, I had no idea who designed this room but the person needed to take on 7 year course on the art of mixing colors.

I was standing in the middle of the horrible room, standing barefooted and dressed in some sort of ridiculous white shirt and faded blue trousers.

Where the hell was I and where was everyone? The last thing I remembered was the mansion and if my memory served me well, I had a nasty fever which was weird because I don’t recall ever having a fever in my life.

“Zara” I called out but the only reply I got was a resounding silence.

I did not recognize anything in this room and why the hell was I here all alone.

I decided to walk around the rest of the house and check if someone was in here to explain the situation.

A locked door made of po