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🌹CHAPTER TWENTY - NINE🌹

My eyes flutter open by the sunlight. That isn't right, I always have the blinds over the window in my bedroom, and I make sure that no light can come inside form the outside. Beside the tree outside blocks half my window, so not much light can come inside.

I sit up and rub the tiredness out of my eyes, besides my vision was a bit blurry from being asleep. As soon as my eyes are open and can actually see what is around me, I start to panic. This isn't my bedroom, this isn't even my bed or my window, this isn't my house.

I start looking around and notice that the dress I wore last night and I got from Lena is neatly folded on a chair beside the bed. If the dress I wore last night is over there, then what am I wearing. I look down and I'm wearing white pajamas, just plain white pajamas, both the shirt and the pants.

What is happening. The bed I'm sitting on is so soft that I really feel like I'm floating on a cloud, but this is strange. The pillows and the covers are the same white as the pajamas I'm wearing, when I think about it, everything in the room is white.

The room isn't that big, and it doesn't have much in it and the things it has is white. The bed I'm in and the chair beside the bed are the only furniture in the room. I notice one door of the room. Throwing the covers of me, I jump from the bed.

The floor is made out of wood and is warm to the touch on my bare toes and it feels amazing. I don't have heat in the floor at my apartment and it feels wonderful to wake up and when I'm out of bed to have warmth on my feet.

I go to the door and hold my breath before I put my hand on the door handle and turn it. I big relief washes over me when I manage to open the door. Thank god that it's not locked, I don't know what I'd do if the door were locked, I don't even know where I am.

The last thing I remember is being in the car with Mr. Knight, I don't even remember what we talked about or why I was with him, my memories from last night are a bit hazy, but I think the memories will come to me soon. I do however remember that I was with Damon last night, but how I ended up with Mr. Knight, I have no idea.

I open the door and walk outside to see what is on the outside, though I feel fear run through my whole body. Yet, I'm not panicking that much, I know I should be, but I'm not. I don't know how, but I feel this feeling inside me that is telling me that I don't need to be afraid of this place or what happened to me.

I'm met with a hallway, a white hallway. Is everything in this house white? Because as far as I've seen it is and that doesn't make any sense to me, there isn't even any furniture in this hallway, no pictures or anything, just white walls and wood floors and white ceiling.

The room I was in is at the end of the hallway, there's nothing on the other side, except for the wall and one window. A white window, no surprise there. I have no other choice but walk to walk down the hallway, down the only way that I can possible go to.

I walk past three rooms, before I start to smell something delicious. Breakfast, and like the hungry girl I am right now, I follow the smell. It wasn't that hard, as the smell is pretty strong. It leads me down into another hallway and from there I can hear the sound of a frying pan and something is being fried.

I also hear humming. I go towards it. Into a white kitchen. There's an island in the middle, where the sink is. Then I notice Mr. Knight standing by a frying pan, frying eggs. "Mr. Knight?" I ask, I walk closer to the island and set my hand on it and lean against it.

He looks at me. "Good morning, Rose. Please call me Alexander when we're alone" He says. I only gape at him, I don't even know if I'm dreaming or if I'm dead and in heaven. I give him a confused look. But he goes back to the cooking, frying the eggs on the pan.

"Alexander... What is happening and are you cooking? I never saw you as the person who'd enjoy cooking" I tell him, I never saw him as anything but the person that enjoys hurting other people's feelings. And cooking, that really does surprise me, but then again he has the right to have a hobby, but cooking does surprise me as his hobby.

The internet knows everything about him, yet it has no idea that he knows how to cook, most people just assumed that he has people to cook for him and do everything for him, since he is crazy rich, but now I know that isn't true, not even close to the truth, or I don't know.

"Cooking is an interest of mine, had this passion since I was a little boy. Come, I've got a dish ready for you" He only says, purposely ignoring my other question, but I do hope he will answer it soon because I would like to know what is happening around here, and why I'm here and why he's here. And where we are.

He gestures of the chair by the island and I sit down as he sets a plate with cooked eggs and treated bread. "Where am I?" I ask as I start eating the egg, though I am hesitant about it. "You're at my house, or my new house. I just bought it few days ago" He speaks while I'm eating.

"You fell asleep in my car last night and I didn't want to invade your privacy of your home and walk inside, so I brought you here and had my maid change your clothes and remove your make-up, so you wouldn't feel and look horrible in the morning. Now any questions?" He asks, that speech really did cover up everything that I need to know from him.

"What happened last night, I'm missing some of the memories and I'm rather confused by what happened" I say, I am a bit confused at what happened to me and how I ended up in his house and his car. "I can't answer much of that question. I was driving around when I saw you sitting on steps outside some apartment and I offered you a ride home" He says, casually.

He too starts to eat and sits down next to me. The same food that he had put on my plate is on his plate. "This is really delicious, you're a really good cook" I tell him, only stating the truth. I try to think of the events that happened last night and just seem to not able to remember anything what happened after we watched that movie, which I don't even remember.

"Thank you, now what do you want to do today?" He asks me, his voice holds softness and kindness in it, which is really unusual for him, but then again he did try to be nice to me before, before he tricked me into believing that he actually cared about me when he clearly doesn't care.

"Do today?" I ask confused after I finish the piece of egg on my fork. "Yes, I figured we could spend the day together, as it is Saturday" He tells me, I don't get why he would want to spend time with me on the weekend, the only day that he can get a break from me since I know how much he doesn't like me since he only wants one thing from me and doesn't care much about my feelings.

He looks up and smiles at me, a smile that can make any girl swoon. It's a good thing I'm sitting down, because I don't think my legs would be able to support my weight. "I don't understand, why would you want to spend the Saturday with me? Isn't it enough to deal with me on the weekdays?" I ask, a little hurt in my voice.

It actually did hurt my heart to even say those things. His smile falls right off his face. "Why wouldn't I want to spend time with you?" He asks and his tone has been replaced with sadness. May heart aches for him now when I've hurt him. But, I need to remind myself the fact that he did hurt me first.

And he hurt me more than anyone has ever hurt me before and he did course such pain to my heart and soul and that was only yesterday, so the wound is still fresh in my mind that I can still feel the pain inside me. I still don't get why he's pretending like this.

Then again, he doesn't know that I know all about his plans to get into my pants and use me like all the other women that he knows and then he will throw me out when he's done using me and I'll be used and nothing, it will break me and I won't let him do that to me.

"Drop the act, you don't care about me. All the time you're being nice to me, you really are just trying to get me to sleep with you and then you will leave me like all the others. I know you don't care about me, so you can stop pretending like you do" I tell him, I don't look at him throughout my speech.

Saying it out loud breaks my heart even more than it has been broken before, also the fact that I'm hurting him in the process isn't helping me at all. He doesn't say anything for a moment or two, just continues to eat his food and I do the same until I finish everything on the plate.

I don't remember the last time I had this good eggs before, and I don't think that I will ever taste better eggs than these because these are the best eggs I've ever had. I feel really guilty about the words that I said, I really shouldn't have said anything and kept my mouth closed, it was wrong of me to speak up.

But, not saying anything was also hurting me and I don't know for how much longer I couple have kept silent. "You really think I would do that to you?" He asks, though it's like he's asking himself about it more than he's asking me, yet he still is asking me the question.

"You use women for your own gain, what makes you believe that I'm any different. I was stupid for actually falling for it and falling for you" I say and my eyes get widen open, I didn't even control my mouth, it just spoke before I have the chance to stop myself.

However, I did speak the truth. Alexander is also surprised by the words that I had spoken and drops his fork on the plate, and he looks at me, though I don't look at him. His thumb goes underneath my chin and forces my head to look at him and I do, as soon as my eyes look into his eyes, I feel regret and sadness.

"You're falling in love with me?" He whispers asks me, but I can do nothing but nod, not even finding the right words to speak right about now. Suddenly he crashes his lips into mine.