Chapter 92 Was She Kidnapped?

• In the secluded house, far removed from any signs of human interaction, Ira woke up after what felt like a deep and endless sleep. Her head felt heavy, and her surroundings were a blur. She tried to focus, but the room spun around her. She closed her eyes, hoping the dizziness would pass, but soon she slipped back into unconsciousness.
• When she awoke again next morning, her mind was clearer. She took a moment to gather her thoughts and looked around the unfamiliar room. The walls were a soft pastel color, and the furnishings were minimalistic but elegant. A large window let in the warm glow of the morning sun, casting gentle rays across the room.
• Ira tried to sit up, but her legs felt weak and unsteady. She took a few deep breaths and gathered her strength. After several attempts, she managed to get out of bed. Her legs trembled as she stood, and she clung to the edge of the bed for support. Slowly, she made her way to the door, her heart pounding in her chest.