She tossed and turned in the bed, as if she was lying down in a pile of rocks instead of a comfortable mattress or king-sized bed. Groaning to herself, she sat up and rubbed her face tiredly. A blanket covered her, she tossed it to the side. She normally didn’t use blankets, they were always too stuffy.
“What did I do?” she asked herself with a shake of her head. The memories of last night, or hours ago coming all back to her.
But it wasn’t like she just ruined her potential work, after all—she had already been introduced to high society. So unless they had a double or some doppelganger to pretend as her, well she was ready for life. Or the next five years of her life. “I can probably invest a good portion on investments, I’ll become my own trust fund baby maybe. I mean, I’m sure that I’
