OLIVIA
I find myself tucked in bed when I open my eyes, the events of last night rushing to mind. I don't quite remember how I got here, the last thing I remember is Dillon standing at the doors of the luxury lounge looking at me.
A sharp pain pierces through my head and I wince as I sit up in bed, turning the bedside lamp on.
Dillon is not on his side of the bed. I pick up my phone from the nightstand and palm my face, it's been four hours since I went to the lounge. Late enough for Dillon to be out of bed. I grab my nightgown and wear it over my naked body, and then I try to find Dillon. I check the balcony first and when I don't find him, I leave the bedroom to check other rooms. He's not in the living room, not in the kitchen, and not in any other room I check. I'm about to go back
