"I'm so happy you're finally awake miss Audrey." The woman began to cry as she hugged me tightly.

Who was this woman? She clearly knew me.

"Xavier is going to be so happy to see you." She beamed with joy.

Who was Xavier?

"The doctor informed him you're finally awake. He's the one who called me and told me to come pick you up and take you home. He really wanted to be here when you woke up, but he had a business trip in London so he's not here at the moment. But don't worry he's on his way back. As soon as he heard the news you woke up, he immediately left London. He should be back tonight."

The woman began to help me change into some new clothes. I was still so confused. But from the looks of it, this woman knew a lot about me.

I was taken downstairs in a wheelchair. A luxurious limousine stood in front of the hospital and two different men who appeared to be bodyguard's waited for us.

Where the hell were they taking me?

The older lady helped me inside and soon the car began to move.

I sat quietly in my seat observing the landscape. I felt calm, too calm in fact. This whole situation was so confusing. I didn't recognize anyone here.

Had the woman called me Audrey?

That name sounded so foreign. But from the looks of it, Audrey, was me.

The car stopped and I realized we had stopped at a large gate. Then the car began to move again. The gates were now open and soon we had arrived at a place the older woman had claimed was my home.

The older woman helped me out. As I stared at the monstrosity of a home I was amazed by how big and beautiful it was. It was more of a mansion and far from your typical home.

As I was directed inside I was equally enchanted by its beauty.

The gorgeous white walls and tall ceilings added to the elegance of the mansion. A large chandelier stood in the entrance. A beautiful staircase greeted you as soon as you walked further into the house.

"Let me guide you to your bedroom."

I walked what felt like an endless amount of stairs and finally I arrived in a room.

The bedroom was just as beautiful as the rest of the house. However there was a large king size bed, large windows, tall ceiling, and grand chandelier in the center of the room. The room looked fit for royalty.

Although once again this room just like the rest of the house felt foreign to me. I didn't recognize at all where I was. All I could do was blindly believe everything I was being told.

"You can rest here for the time being. Are you hungry? I can ask the chef to make you some porridge. I think it would be best if you eat something soothing for your stomach since you've been in a coma for a while."

I was in a coma? I had heard the doctor say it but I hadn't really processed it until now.

"How long was I in a coma?" I finally spoke.

"Oh darling, you were in a coma for almost an entire month. Xavier was devastated. He couldn't function properly. He wouldn't eat, he just stayed by your side praying that you would wake up, but you just wouldn't respond."

Who was this man? Was he my father?

"When he got the call he urgently needed to go to London for work, it took everything in him to leave. He left two days ago. But from how he sounded on the phone a couple of hours ago, it was clear he is beyond excited to see you again and that you're finally awake."

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