Katrina.
I woke up with a start, a dull throbbing in my head as I was hit with the full force of a hangover. My unfocused gaze danced around the room, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings before settling on the floor-to-ceiling windows that adorned the hotel room. The faint blue streaks lining the sky told me it was almost dawn, and I groaned inwardly. What had I done?
I tried to move, but my body protested heavily against the action, causing me to stifle a groan as soreness toppled over me like a ton of bricks. My muscles ached, my mouth was dry, and my head was spinning. I closed my eyes, trying to remember what had happened the night before.
The events of the day before came flooding back, leading to this moment and I grimaced. I had been rejected by my mate, who had been cheating o
