(Ashley’s POV)
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Tired. Confused. Lost.
I blinked my eyes open slowly and realised I was lying on a very soft and comfortable bed. It was not at all helping me to get up. I looked around and realised I was alone.
The sun seeped through the curtains which was the only light in the room. It was pretty dark and gloomy. What the hell had happened to me?
I could not remember much. It was a blur in my mind.
Groaning in pain with my head throbbing from the inside, I tried to get up but it proved to be not that easy as it seemed. I fell back on the bed and stared on the ceiling. That ceiling looked very familiar.
Then, the door to the room opened wide but I could see no one entering. The sound of little footsteps running was heard and I knew instantly who it was.
“Mommy!” it was my son. Oh
