Author's pov
Arshika is only felling one thing. Pain. It's like her full body is paining like some truck has hit her hard. But it's not the case here.
She open her eyes and found herself lying naked under the sheets. The room is not familiar. No one is with her.
Suddenly all the memories from last night came and hit her. Then she remembered what happened and how.
She is disgusted with herself. She is feeling used. Because now she know he will throw her from his life.
She start to crying badly. She don't want to live with this. She isn't thinking rationally but her brain is only playing their intimate moments.
Suddenly she saw a knife on the fruit bowl. She stood up wrapping the sheets around her. When she stood up she winced in pain.
With much difficulty she go and pick the knife.
