ROSIE
I'm staring blankly at my ceiling. My ceiling? Wait, my ceiling??
I jolt upright, heart hammering, head completely blank like someone hit delete on my memory.
What. The. Actual. f**k. Happened?
I dig through my brain for something, anything, but all I get are disjointed flashes: Ashton showing up at COLORS, saying all that cryptic, messed-up stuff... the restaurant... the drink. Yeah. The f*****g drink.
Oh hell no.
That bastard. He drugged me? Seriously? Why the hell would he-
My head spins, the room swaying like it's drunker than I am. This wasn't a dream. I know it wasn't. But I can't remember leaving the restaurant. I can't remember coming home. I can't remember walking through my own damn front door.
Oh, f**k.
I fling the duvet off me like it's to blame, when the door t
