“Hey… hey, wake up.”
My eyelids felt heavy as I forced them open, blinking against the blur. A dull throb pressed at the back of my head.
“Rhea, sit up.”
The figure above me slowly came into focus.
Lana.
My brows drew together. “What… how—?”
I pushed myself upright, dragging the blanket with me.
“Here. Drink.” She guided a cup of coffee to my lips.
I took it without resistance. The heat burned softly down my throat.
Lana sat beside me. I didn’t miss the worry on her face.
“How are you feeling?” she asked.
“I’m okay.” My voice cracked immediately.
“Take another sip.”
I did.
“What happened?” I asked.
“You don’t remember?”
I shook my head slowly. “No.”
“Last night…” She hesitated.
“What happened last night?”
Silence stretched for a moment.Then fragments started returning. D
