Aria POV:
I felt like I was being hit with hammers on my head.
I wonder why I was feeling like my head was going to split?
I tried to open my eyes, but I was unable to do so. I attempted to get up and succeeded.
I made an effort to open my eyes again and after a few trials I was able to open them, but my vision was blurred. I started kneading my eyes for a clear vision. As my vision got cleared I observed that I was in the bed and this quilt was looking the same as mine in Maria's house.
Wait!!
Something is wrong. I gazed around the room. It was looking exactly like my room, and I realized that this quilt was not like it but in fact it was my quilt, and I was lying in my bed.
How did I end up in my room?
I went to a club with Maria.
When did I come to my room?
The last thing I re
