Jace stared against the rays of the early morning sun shining through the curtains, trying to put together the scattered bits of his memories as he woke up with a throbbing headache, the remains of the previous night's partying remaining at his consciousness.
Elena slept by his side, her appearance prompting a wave of shock and anger.
"What the hell happened?" Jace spat, getting up and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. The room spun, and he pushed his hands to his temples.
Elena stirred, a warm smile on her lips. "Good morning, Jace," she whispered, reaching out to pat his back.
Jace dodged her touch, "Don't!," he yelled, getting up and looking at her, his eyes flashing with anger. "What the h*ck did you do?"
Elena's smile faltered, replaced by a look of fake innocence. "
