Aliya’s POV
My head throbbed with pain as I struggled to pry my eyes open. The light was blinding, forcing me to press my fingers against my temples.
“What happened?” I muttered to myself, trying to sit upright.
When my vision finally cleared, I was met with the sight of the most handsome man, dressed in a white T-shirt and sweatpants, staring at me with that playful smirk that never seemed to leave his face.
“You’re awake,” he remarked before turning and walking out of my bedroom without waiting for a response.
I managed to sit up, though it still felt as if a herd of elephants were trampling through my skull. Nick walked back in, this time carrying a glass of water.
“Here, this should help with the pain,” he offered, handing me the glass along with a pill.
I never wanted his help
