108 Our relationship

As Linda gradually regained consciousness, she blinked her eyes open, greeted by the sight of an unfamiliar ceiling above her. The tantalizing aroma of food wafted through the air, prompting her stomach to grumble in hunger. Wearily, she propped herself up on the bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Taking in her surroundings, she found herself in a room she didn't recognize, which sent a bolt of panic through her heart. Where was she? As her gaze swept over the room, she couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu, as if she had been here before. Piecing together the events leading up to her loss of consciousness, the memories flooded back, bringing with them a surge of anxiety and uncertainty.   As she recalled the harrowing events from before, the memories felt like a vivid nightmare replaying in her mind. The sensation of being dragged into that room by Marcel's men, the constriction of the ropes binding her to the chair, and the suffocating fear as water filled her lungs; all of i