Chapter 157 Jackson wakes up

  Jackson's POV   I woke up suddenly, my eyes snapping open to a bright, unfamiliar room. The first thing I noticed was the silence—no sounds of the house, no voices, no footsteps. Just an eerie quiet that made my tummy flip and my heart race.   The room was huge. Gigantic. The ceiling soared so high I couldn't see the top, and the walls stretched on forever, painted in soft pastel colours—blues, pinks, and yellows—like a dream. But nothing about this place felt like home. It was strange, wrong, like I'd walked into a story that wasn't mine.   I blinked again, trying to clear my fuzzy, tired eyes. My head hurt—like someone had hit me, but I couldn't remember how. My whole body ached, sore from lying so still all night. My limbs were heavy, and my clothes felt all wrong—like I'd been changed into someone else's pyjamas.   I sat up slowly, my body stiff and shaky. My hands trembled as I looked around, trying to understand what I was seeing. The room was filled with toys—so many toys I co