Harley POV
After finding out that Richmond got an urgent call, of course, I had to pretend like I was attacked, and somehow, it worked, although I sustained some injuries from my acting.
At first, it was meant to be acting, but I later lost consciousness after I fell and hit my head roughly against the broken bottles littering the floor, and one got stuck in my head. Opening my eyes slowly, I was welcomed by the ceiling fan and the white ceiling. Letting out a slight groan, I closed my eyes again as a strong wave of pain shot at my head.
"You are awake?" I heard a feminine voice beside and I was forced to slowly open my eyes and this time, my vision became clear. Tilting my head in the direction where the voice had come from, I was welcomed by the sight of a young lady, looking down
