" How could she kn...... " , " I don't think " , " going to do ", " need to tell her ", " only one ". Arin could register only a few words from the hushed whispers that were coming from somewhere beside her. She had a splitting headache as a groan left her mouth at the bright light penetrating from the open curtains of the window. She shielded her eyes as well as rubbed her temples while turning on her sides.
" I think she is waking up. "
Somebody again said and she could sense a familiarity in the voice.
Who was here in my room ? Ugg ..... this headache , what happened yesterday ? Why can't I recall anything?
Again a groan escaped Arin's mouth as she tried to remember what exactly happened yesterday to lend her here , waking up next morning with the worst kind of headache and no re
