Chapter 67

Stacey

It was a large room, spacious and elegantly decorated with a large four-poster bed taking centre stage. The white linen and plush fur blanket draped over the bed created a cosy atmosphere. A faint scent of vanilla and lavender, likely from the fresh linens, with multiple fluffy pillows and cushions scattered on top. A wardrobe stood on one side of the room, contrasting the dark hardwood floors that were covered by a thick, soft rug.

On the other side sits a vanity, mirrors reflecting the soft glow of the room. Near the back is a door, most likely leading to a bathroom. As I shut the door, my gaze falls upon a gigantic mirror spanning the entire length of the wall, reflecting on the bed and the rest of the room. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and feel a twinge of unease at the thought of seeing myself sleeping on that bed.

I dragged my feet into the bedroom, pausing in front of the full-length mirror to fix my ponytails and rubbed my glassy eyes. Collapsing onto the