Celeste
“Miss, are you okay?” I heard someone asking. My eyelids felt incredibly heavy as I tried to open them. “Can you hear me?” The familiar voice asked again.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Mary looking down at me with concern. My hand immediately went to my head—it was pounding like someone was hitting it with a hammer.
Mary helped me sit up properly against the headboard of my bed.
“What happened to me?” I asked, still holding my aching head. “Why does it hurt so much?”
“Miss,” Mary said gently, “you were brought home last night by a young man. Do you remember?”
I tried to piece together what happened last night, and suddenly it all came rushing back. Lucas had brought me home, and I had told Jace that Lucas was my boyfriend. My stomach dropped as I remembered.
“I don’t remem
