ARTEMISIA
I woke up again some hours later.
I turned to glance at the time on the wall clock that was above the headboard of the bed.
10:00 AM
I slept until the next morning. Normally, if I wasn't suffering from a hangover, I would have woken up two times before morning came.
I was that weird. Most times, I didn't know the reason for waking up at that particular time. Whilst sometimes, it was due to nightmares.
However, I was glad that none happened, or maybe it did, and I couldn't remember.
Sighing, I glanced around the room and I glimpsed a pink sticky note which was attached to the nightstand.
“Eat.”
My stomach chose the time to grumble, and I winced as I felt a twinge at my side.
“I need to eat,” I stated, placing the sticky note back where it was.
I stepped down from the be
