Not a husband

Morning with Ariel

It’s morning. I open my eyes. I look around. An unfamiliar bed. I am in an unfamiliar room.

This clearly isn’t the hotel that I was staying at. I don’t have a home in this city. I didn’t go to someone else’s place either.

Let’s try to find out where am I? Remember.

Ahh… Last night, I was kidnapped from the hotel. A bellhop kidnapped me. Then I woke up in an abandoned mill. I was splashed with water again.

Then I was slapped. Twice at that. I touch my cheeks. They are a bit swollen. It feels numb.

How hard was I slapped? I sit up. My clothes are different. Well just the top. I am wearing my pants.

That’s a relief. Who was it? The one who kidnapped me. It’s still a bit unclear but I am clearly remembering it.

Who was it? Who was it? I see….

It was Ariel. She just kidnapped me out of nowhere and then even slapped me. Before knocking me out with sleeping meds.

So the big question is, where am I?

I inspect the room. A normal room. An apartment? I open the window curtains. It’s already mor