Regina's heartbeat quickened, and her thoughts were still foggy as she tried to process the situation. She couldn't understand how she had ended up here. Her mind was still catching up with the reality of her surroundings, as if waking from a haze, yet everything felt strangely familiar and foreign all at once.
Her eyes were drawn to the sharp, wolf-like gaze of Waldo. His piercing stare held her captive, and the moment their eyes met, a wave of anxiety washed over her. She instinctively held her breath, afraid to move, almost paralyzed by his presence. How did I end up here? Her mind raced, recalling only fragments of the night before—how she had been in the bathtub, immersed in the cold water, and now, she was in his bed, naked.
