|Carmella|
I woke up to a dull, pounding ache in my head, as though I'd collided with a wall. Wincing, I pressed my fingertips against my temples, trying to massage away the pain. For a moment, I feared it might never cease, but slowly, the throbbing began to fade. When I finally opened my eyes, the dim light barely illuminated the room around me.
My heart skipped a beat as I took in my surroundings. The walls were bare, blank and uninviting, with no windows to offer any glimpse of the outside world. Across one side stretched a mirrored surface—cold, impersonal, revealing nothing beyond its sheen. The setup screamed of confinement, more a holding cell than any real room.
Slowly, I pushed myself up, steadying my breath as I tried to recall what had happened. Bits and pieces floated back,
