Chapter 52 White Lies

• Sophia Codache
• The blurry sight of the wooden, brownish ceiling was the first thing I saw when I woke up. There were only minimal lights around this small isolated room, which I have no idea where I can locate this place. I yawned while trying to sit. My eyes were half-opened, and my back was too heavy that it wanted to rest more.
• I scratched my head and yawned once again. "Ugh, where am I?" I whispered to myself while looking at my surroundings.