Four

Everything about this mansion was elegant. The stairs were white and the handrails were made of transparent glass. I placed one hand on the rails while Rowena held my other one. Just like her brother, she was really helpful. I had to repay them one day for their kindness.

“You're the younger sibling, right?” I asked her once we reached the top of the stairs.

“ I am. I'm twenty. Xander is twenty-four,” she replied as the two of us made a right turn.

She was only ten years old when she lost her mother and fourteen when she lost her father. She was too young to go through that. I silently wondered if I was the same. Had I also lost my family like them? Did I have any siblings? Was there anybody out there looking for me or was I nothing that nobody bothered to search for me?

“What about you?” she asked.

“I  wish I could answer,” I mumbled.

“Why can't you? This is my room, by the way.” She pointed to one of the doors. “And this is yours. It's right next to mine.” She turned the doorknob of the door of my new room.

“Xander hasn't told you?”

“Told me what?” She gave me a look of confusion as she pushed the door.

“Apparently, I have amnesia and I can't really remember anything. Not even my name,” I explained to her and she gave me a look of surprise.

“That's… bad. I'm sure you'll recover though. We are going to do whatever we can to help you out.” Her assurance warmed my heart. It was nice to know that I wasn't alone in this ordeal. “Do you like your room?” she asked.

I looked around the place and honestly, I was in love with every corner of it. An off-white queen-sized bed was placed against one of the walls, which was covered with blue wallpaper decorated with silver tree branches. Two grey nightstands were placed on the sides of the bed.

A dark blue couch was placed against another wall and there was a white coffee table in front of it. The vanity was so beautiful with the great contrast between white and grey. A black chest of drawers was placed beside the couch. Decoration pieces were perfectly located around the room, making it impossible for me to think about even leaving it.

“If there's anything you don't like, please tell me. I will make sure to adjust everything to your liking!” Rowena was adorable. I silently hoped that she would find me as pleasant as I found her. I was in dire need of a friend and she was super nice.

“It’s perfect!” I exclaimed. “I don't know how to thank you for this.” I gushed. “I can hug you, right?” She laughed a little and nodded. Immediately, I hugged her, not knowing how else to thank her.

“I will get you clothes tomorrow. I think we have the same size,” she told me and I immediately shook my head.

“No, this is too much. I will gladly accept any hand-me-downs,” I quickly said, not wanting to throw any more burdens on them.

“This is absolute nonsense! Just tell me what you like to wear, and I will get you a few outfits until you get better, then we can shop together!” She made herself comfortable on the bed and I carefully rested my back against the pillows. “So, you don't remember anything at all about yourself?” She looked at me and I shook my head.

“It’s weird. I mean… how can you just wake up one day and not know who you are? It's frightening. I looked at myself in the mirror and I didn't realise who I was. I think if I spend two days without looking at my reflection, I'm going to forget who I am.” I heavily sighed, keeping my eyes on my hands.

“I can't imagine how hard this is on you, but maybe it's a chance to have a new life. Even if it's a temporary one. You will get your memory back, won't you?”

“The doctor told me most people who suffer from amnesia get their memory back, which is another scary thing. There's a chance I might not be able to have it back,” as I talked, I stared at the white ceiling, trying to take in the details of the room.

We stayed in silence for a while. She probably wanted to give me space to grasp everything around me and attempt to make sense of the new life that I wasn't familiar with anything else but it. Was it even familiar? Did anything feel like home?

A ringing sound snapped me out of my thoughts; Rowena’s phone. “Shoot! I forgot I have to meet with a friend. I will tell Sorrel to bring you something comfortable you can sleep in and as promised, I will get you new clothes tomorrow. Are you going to be okay on your own?”  

“You go have fun. I want to sleep anyway. Again, thank you for being so generous with me.” I smiled at her. She waved me goodbye and exited the room.

I knew nothing about myself or my old life, so I might as well embrace the one I had been given. It wasn't bad at all. I believe anyone would love to stay in a big mansion and have a luxurious bedroom. I didn't have to worry about food or my safety. Xander provided me with what most people would probably care about and for that, I was thankful.

Careful not to hurt my wound, I got up and slowly walked around my new bedroom. Everything was perfect. I wasn't sure if it was according to my old likings, but it was according to my current likings. I walked towards the balcony and my mouth parted a little as I saw the view before me. The beauty of this place was indescribable. Tall trees were scattered around the forest and beautiful plants were on the ground, making me feel like I was in heaven.

I heard somebody knocking on the door, so I walked back inside. I said a loud ‘Come in’ and the girl from earlier walked inside.

She still seemed like something was bothering her.

“Thank you,” I said with a small smile as she placed the clothes on the bed.

She straightened her back and looked at me. Something about her sent me off and indeed, she took me by surprise when she told me, “If I were you, I wouldn't trust the Alpha or his sister.”