10 Chapter 9. A Heated Argument. (1/2)

Vanessa's eyes blinked again, waiting for whatever apparition or dream she was in, to disappear and her hands clutched the soft duvet closer to herself in an attempt to comfort herself.

Vanessa's eyes once again looked around the lavishly decorated room, a sparkle of something akin to awe along with mighty curiousity of where she was, shined in her room. The lovely creamish white textured walls, stood as a huge contrast to the wooden shaded furniture. One side of the wall was entirely covered up with satin curtains, which she guessed has  windows behind it. And apart from that, nothing else! No, television or any kind of modern technology.

The moment she woke up, she found herself here, still dressed up in her work clothes which was an abundant relief for her, and the fact that she couldn't remember anything cancelled out everything.

The last thing she remembered was being in the lift with her uncle, then Nathaniel stepped in with the lady bee.

Sharp breath.

Lots of coughing.

Lack of oxygen.

..... and Bam!

Game over!

Now the question is, WHERE THE HECK IS SHE?!

She threw the duvet away and edged herself over the bed, so that her legs dangled in the space and slide her heels into her feet. She picked up her notepad, that laid idly on the side table and stride towards the door.

She turns the knob and stepped into the very familiar room, catching the attention of the two pair of brown eyes which landed on her the moment she opened the door.

”You are awake.” Her uncle voiced out his relief as he stood up from the plush leather couch and walked towards her, while she looked like a deer caught in headlights, standing there being observed and scrutinized intensely.

”Are you alright?” Glen asked, a large pint of concern in his voice and Vanessa gave him a pearly smile.

”I am fine, sir.”

”There is no use of hiding the truth, now.” Vanessa stilled as a very familiar voice spoke up from behind her uncle. His brown orbs bore into her as he walked towards her and she paled instantly, her eyes wandering to her uncle for help, who looked confused, but without any line of worry on his face.

What the heck?!

”I-I don't u-understand.....”

”Don't lie.” His tone was stern as he walked closer to her and closer, before her boss decided to pass by, to walk behind her. Her green orbs closed in an attempt to calm her hyperventilating heartbeat, before looking at her uncle.

”Uncle Glen?” She called out quietly and his brown eyes snapped to her immediately. ”Did you tell him?”

He shook her head, ”No, I didn't. I was too focussed on your health.”