Charles’ POV
There was a sound drilling into my skull, like it was coming from inside my head. I groaned in pain and turned. I could feel my head throbbing and the sound echoing continuously. Then I realised it was my name.
“Charles! Charles!”
I threw my eyes open and the light of the room blinded for a second before a figure stood between me and the light. At first, I thought it was Rosa.
“Rosa?” I mumbled.
But Rosa didn’t have brown hair. The woman leaned closer and her mouth was moving fast. It felt like some crazy dream or a hangover hallucination. Then her voice sharpened.
“What did you f*****g do last night, Charles?”
Nancy?
I blinked. It was the sound of her voice. I pushed myself upright…too fast. The room tilted and my stomach lurched, threatening to throw out. I forced i
