Waking Up To A Disaster..

7:00 AM

Bella woke up late. She was not used to sleeping this late. She got up but felt her whole body rigid and writhing in pain. She couldn't move. She glanced at her hands and legs. To her surprise, she was tied onto the bed. Though it was not so tight she could still feel the sharp pain of the rope pressing on to her skin. She tried calling out for help, but no one answered her pleas. She tried to remember what happened to her yesterday night. She recalled Peter behaving in an unusually hostile manner yesterday. He was pointing out and blaming her for something she did not even understand. She could not reason out why he had tied her, nor did she understand where she was right now. She looked around, it was a huge room with the most exquisite architecture and antiques. She gazed at the wall in utter awe as it was carved out beautifully and breathtakingly captivating paintings hung on the wall.