Kiara:

I open my eyes to a very comfortable environment, but a sharp pain courses through my head, reminding me of the accident.

I hear a familiar voice. "You're awake."

I look up to see Mr. Fernandez in a robe, holding a wine glass. I sit up, examining my surroundings. It's clear I'm not at Zane's place, and this place seems way better. It is cozy and has a warm aesthetic compared to Zane's.

"What happened? How did I get here?" I ask, and he walks up to me, his handsome face sporting a small ...