"People are like art, eventually they will show you their true colour."
Aiyana P.O.V
I tried to open my eyes but tightly shut it from the sudden reflection of light. A groan escaped my lips, "what the hell happened" I murmur. I look around my surrounding to see I was in my office, laying on my sofa, I can't remember getting here. I tried to concentrate what cause this headache.
My eyes snapped toward the floor where file, paper, pen cards are all scatter. My chair were upside down, "Did we got hit by storm or what" I though to myself but all it took was a nanosecond for me to discover, I gasp my hand flying toward my mouth. I hurriedly sat up on the sofa, I ran a hand through my messy hair but "hisssss" escape my lips, my scalp were paining so badly. Unable to decipher I started looking
