CAMILLE
I woke up to the ache first-- sharp and throbbing, running along my spine and settling heavy on my lower back. I tried to move but my neck groaned in protest, my legs felt cramped like they'd been twisted into unnatural positions.
Just what did I do to myself?
"Camille," the soft voice called again and I realized that was what woke me up. I opened my eyes to the bright room but her kind face smiled at me with concern and pity.
"Oh dear, why didn't you go upstairs to your room?" I groaned as I pushed myself up, my joints screaming in protest. I was sore all over and something told me it wasn't just for falling asleep on the couch. I really pushed myself to my limit yesterday.
"I didn't realise," that groggy voice didn't sound like me. I cleared my throat a few times, my eyes ad
