Chapter 2 - Misunderstanding?

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Alex couldn't believe his eyes, he was in the living room for guests at the orphanage, sprawled on the sofa, he quickly checked his wrist to see if he was tied, luckily he wasn't, but his wrist watch was gone, and he started thinking, how foolish of me I should have run inside the school not.....

Just then three people walked in, disrupting his thoughts. Alex quickly adjusted his position and pretended to be passed out while slightly opening his eyes. 

They started talking "Is he going to be okay?" a woman said, he recognized that face all too well it was the woman in the car.

"Yes, give him a few more minutes" a man said he was the second person in the room, he was really handsome with black hair done like a model, and appeared to be related to the woman.

"Oh no, no, no, no" the second woman in the room started as she laid eyes on Alex, Alex also recognized her immediately, she was his caregiver at the orphanage

"If he dies here what will happen to me, I will go to jail and be executed" she continued in panic "I'm so dead" she continued speaking her native language

"Oh stop it, you're just over exaggerating" the man said this time, his heavy British accent detectable. "he was injected with a liquid substance; you can call it a form of anesthesia".

 Just then another man in walked in and said "He is awake"

Alex knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, the jig was up, so he just opened his eyes

 "Ah, Alex my dear boy you are awake, you must be so confused, I will explain everything. Just follow me" the woman said in a kind voice.

"Or else what "Alex responded almost instantly, again a voice in his head was telling him not to go.

The woman turned to face him and Alex stood up to face her also. So that they were now facing each other. Now Alex could clearly see her features, he was wrong before she would be in her late twenties , she had sparkling hazel eyes , she also had the body of a model , perfect golden blonde hair as if it were a wig ("as if") and she gave an aura that she could be trusted. Alex's thoughts were disrupted when he heard her soft feminine and gentile voice

"Alex my dear boy....?

"I'm not a boy" Alex added

"Ok, okay" she continued "We are sorry for the inconvenience, we are only here to adopt you"

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