Mila didn't have a wink of sleep the whole night, in a foreign house with her face all over the internet. Her life felt like it no longer belonged to her.
She turned on the bed, her hand on her stomach. It still felt like a dream to her that she was pregnant and going to get married. How? How??
Mila wasn't even hungry, she'd lost all appetite. Feeling slight headache, she decided to rest for the night and go home to her family tomorrow which was what she should have done a long time ago.
Morning arrived so fast, and Mila's eyes was wide open. She couldn't sleep past an hour the whole night and all she did was roll on the bed. The bed.
Mila wasn't sure it was proper for one room to have a bed like this one. And not just that, for her to be the only one sleeping on it, with six large fluffy pillows. She rubbed her fingers on the super king-size bed draped in a drove gray silk. Even the scent of something very fresh filled the room. Mila was sure it was the scent of wealth.
