Chapter 5

Isla’s POV 

  I woke up the next morning and my head was throbbing with pain, I look around and see a maid standing in the doorway, watching me with suspicion. "Who are you?" the maid demands. "What are you doing here?"

  I try to sit up, but my head spins and I fall back onto the bed. "I don't know," I say weakly. "I can't remember anything. All I remember is Mrs Jenkins asking me what I remember and that I am safe here.” I exclaimed tearfully. 

  “Oh yes she is the lady of the house. She's a face of a grandmother but the heart of a devil. “ the girl sighed and walked towards me. She picked up the glass of water and inspected it. 

  “Yes I can see now.” 

  “What?” 

  “Mrs Jenkins has been feeding you poison to block your mind. 

  The maid, whose name tag says Sasha, looks at me skeptically. "Are you remembering something?"

  I nod, feeling tears prick at the corners of my