TESSA.
“Tessa.”
My name floated through my head like it was coming from underwater. Distant. Muffled. I frowned, trying to grab onto it, but it slipped away.
“Tessa.”
Something cold splashed against my face.
I jerked, gasping as my eyes fluttered open. The world tilted immediately, like someone had picked it up and shaken it for fun. Everything was blurry. Wrong. My head started pounding so hard I groaned and clutched it with both hands, afraid it might actually split open.
Oh God.
Why the hell did I drink so much?
Another second passed before something soft but heavy slammed straight into my face.
“Wake up, you drunkard.”
I groaned louder. “Ah—what the hell?”
I squinted, trying to focus, but my eyes refused to cooperate. The room spun lazily, like it was mocking me.
“It’s eigh
