Sierra's POV
My eyelids fluttered open, each blink heavier than the last. Behind my eyes throbbed as I pushed to focus my sight. The faint memory of the previous night clouded my mind, but only for a second.
I looked around, beige walls and fine furniture. As much as it was beautiful, this was not my room. Where was I? I shut my eyes briefly, trying to remember what happened last night. Panic filled my chest. How did I get here?
Loud musics, ladies giggling, glasses clicking, the taste, and smell of cheap and expensive wine, they all filled my mind, a reminder of the overly filled bar I visited. I could not remember much and the more I tried, the more I was giving myself a headache.
I pressed the side of my head; the hangover killing me. A male voice drifted somewhere nearby. It sounde
