"Oh…my head hurts," Selina groaned, pressing her hand on her forehead, which throbbed sharply from the tension.
Her eyes flutter open only for the ray of sunlight to harshly hit her face through the window, barely open by the silk curtain.
She winced and turned quickly to the other side, clutching the sheet loosely against her body.
"Where am I? Why does my head hurt this much?" She mumbled, disoriented as she struggled to recall what had happened the previous night.
Her eyes were darting across the spacious, familiar room. "I only took two shots, yet it makes it difficult to remember? I shouldn't be drinking then."
Right now, she was more concerned about how to deal with his revenge and her current situation in public. She had to do something before Zane would harm her and her father again.
