Lisa’s POV
I feel I was lying on top of something very soft and cozy which for sure isn’t my tiny bed. I opened my eyes only to find myself in a beautiful room.
I felt like l could lie on the queen size bed forever but how did I get here? Only drug dealers, mafias, celebrities, royalty and of course rich kids afford such a place. But I am surrounded with broke people, none of my friends are ballers. Then what am I doing here?
I could hear my heart racing so fast. I peeped inside the duvet and I had on a white to shirt. But I wasn't in pain, in fact I have never slept so peacefully.
"Did they take my kidney?" I began talking to myself. I touched my abdomen and there were no stitches.
"Do they want to offer me as a sacrifice?" I said a simple prayer as tears streamed down my face.
