Chapter 69

POV: Rhys Anderson

I woke up to the morning sunlight which penetrated into the bedroom. I yawned tiredly, then rubbed my eyes with my fingers, feeling the drawers for my phone so as to check what the time currently was. However, I couldn’t feel my phone and I had no choice other than to open my eyes widely, and I became more awake.

What? What was that sound?

I thought to myself, hearing the bleeding awful classical opera music my mother was singing. Of course, it had to be my mother. I would recognise her voice anywhere, but what I didn’t understand was why my mother would be singing in Texas.

I blinked my eyes rapidly, looking up to the ceiling. Everything was different, and that was when the memory hit me that I had left Texas yesterday and was currently in New York. Damn! How could I have forgotten?

Looking around, I saw that the room was quite different from my bedroom in New York. The walls were pink and there were pink curtains as well. Had my mot