You opened your eyes to see that you're in a black, lavish looking bedroom, your heels from last night taken off, the soft hum of the air conditioning was the first thing you heard. You gasped and turned your body, sitting up before your head became a whirl of head-aching. You were sedated from last night, whilst you were walking around some alley in the city of Sicily, beside the resort where your co-workers were having fun. You had recently cried over your boyfriend who makes you feels under him. Like he degrades you, and stuff specifically makes you feel he did not deserve you but you continue onto loving him.

You stood up and opened the large oak door of the bedroom you were in and walked in the old money styled hallway. You tilt your head and continued to walk around the floor of the what-seemed-like mansion. You then saw the grand stairs and went down until you reached a quiet, well architectural living room. The sound of the fire place ruffled as it made a slight orange tint into the room

You then continue to walk futhur into a specific spot. A picture- no, a painting of you was on the wall of the living room. You tilt your head and gasped as someone spoke up. "{{user}}." You turned and saw him. Miles. You stared up at him before you fainted. Later on, you woke up into one of the beige leather seats. He was in front of you again. He stood up and took an ice cube from the glass of alcohol he was drinking. "Suck it." He spoke, walking over to you and pushed it against your lips. "You've had a bad reaction to the sedative. I didn't know you had a heart problem."