Avannah's POV
“Ouch…” I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes.
My head was still pounding. Everything felt hazy.
I don’t fully understand what’s happening. I wanted to go back to my parents’ house, but Raider insisted that moving might worsen my condition. Besides, if Mom and Dad found out what happened, they might blame me for being careless. They might even forbid me from living on my own again.
I’m in my apartment now—the place he said I’ve been renting. But I can’t remember any of it. The last thing I recall is heading home… and then nothing.
Raider told me who I am—at least, who I’m supposed to be. He said I work as his secretary.
But I don’t remember that either.
“How are you feeling? Does your head still hurt?” he asked gently as he entered the room.
I looked up at him.
Raider
