Adeline
THE NEXT MORNING, her head felt as if it were splitting right down the middle from the sheer intensity of the pain. Her vision blurred as her eyes slowly adjusted to the harsh morning light filtering through the curtains of the unfamiliar room. She felt a wave of severe dizziness and a sudden, violent turn in her stomach, as if her body were about to purge all the alcohol she and Sara had downed the night before.
"Ugh... my head..." she groaned, forcing herself to sit up. She clutched her head as the room spun wildly around her.
Before she could move any further, a cold, deep baritone voice cut through the silence.
"Good to see you're finally awake, Miss Montemayor.”
Adeline whipped her head toward the sound. Standing by the doorway was Matthew. His arms were crossed loosely o
