Clarissa's POV
The sun would usually greet me every morning, but not today. I woke up to darkness. When I opened my eyes, I could see the sun try to peep through the stubborn curtains. It was only then that I registered how I wasn't in my room. I was in Saint's room. I was in his bed, and my slobber was on his pillow.
I cringed at the sight. Taking a peek behind me to make sure he was nowhere around, I flipped the pillow over to the clean side.
After doing stretching as much as I could, I stood up. Every time I moved, I ached but I just had to push through it. There was a lot I needed to get done. I grabbed my glasses from the nightstand and slid them on my face.
Luckily, Saint's button-up was still on the floor. Memories of last night began to surface in my mind. It was almost like
