Camilla’s POV.
The scent of a cool and clean environment, layered with expensive cologne, filled my nose. The bed felt so soft- too soft that it was unfamiliar.
I could feel myself wrapped in a heavy, yet tender duvet.
I turned to the other side of the bed and slowly flung my eyes open, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings.
My eyes met with the walls which were painted in rich navy, with various artworks of forests hung on them.
And the bed I was on was in the center of the room- oversized and custom-made.
That wasn’t my room- it definitely wasn’t.
“Where am I? How did I get here?” I pondered, still lying on the bed. And when the events of the night before came rushing to me, I jumped up from the bed.
“What the f**k? Where am I?”
I looked around, hoping to ca
