Elena Torres (POV)

The morning sun was already fighting its way through the glassy window into the spacious and clean room. I yawned sleepily, groaning in dissatisfaction as I sat up on the bed. I don't know if my body was actually hurting me or not. I stood up and walked towards the massage and set it up with my eyes still full of sleep.

I laid down on it and slept off for more hours only to wake up to the sound of my name. I gently tap and massage my feet. I opened my eyes slowly, scrubbing ...