JUNE;
I pulled my eyes open, heavy as lead, like someone had glued them shut all night. They hurt really badly, like I had tiny stones in them.
The ceiling came into view first, white and smooth, just like I had always seen it every morning. My head felt fuzzy, spinning a little. I tossed on the soft bed, thinking maybe I was still dreaming, but then my eyes caught the nightstand lamp. It was different taller, with a dark base instead of the light one I had.
My heart gave a hard jolt, almost falling into my stomach. I pulled my eyes wide open fast, staring hard at the nightstand. A man’s wallet sat right there on the nightstand, black leather, thick and expensive-looking.
Holy heavens! What in God’s name was I doing in a man’s room? How on earth did I end up here?
I spun once, facing
