Maya POV
I opened my eyes slowly as I felt heat rays on my face. As a pounding headache hit me, I winced in anguish. I looked around and realised I was in my room, but I had no idea how I got here. The last thing I remember is being offered orange juice by a stranger.
Mike became preoccupied with a friend and was left alone at the party. I grumbled, frustrated that I couldn't recall anything from the party.
In the mirror, I saw myself wearing the same party dress. Then I changed into my comfortable khakis kurti and pyjamas after a quick shower with cold water. I moved slowly towards the kitchen, rubbing my temples and asking for some water and a cup of tea. I took the glass and filled it with water. My neck was suddenly fanned by a hot breath. I was shocked, and the glass that had been
