Anna
A dull, throbbing pain pulsed through my skull like a relentless drumbeat, each second louder than the last. It felt as if someone had taken a hammer and decided my head was the perfect surface to test their strength on. Even the smallest movement sent sharp waves of discomfort rippling through me, making it nearly impossible to even shift under the blanket.
The room around me was dim, the curtains only partially drawn, allowing thin strips of morning light to filter in. Those faint beams felt harsher than they should have, stabbing at my already sensitive eyes. The air felt heavy, stale almost, carrying the faint scent of last night’s disaster, a mix of alcohol and something sour that made my stomach churn.
I groaned softly, pressing my face deeper into the pillow, as if hiding fr
