Elara’s POV
When I woke up, the first thing I felt was dying of thirst. My throat felt like it had been rubbed with sandpaper.
Then came the headache. It was a heavy, dull pain pounding between my forehead and the back of my head. I groaned and tried to open my eyes.
The light was soft, shining through the cracks of the heavy curtains.
I was lying in a huge, soft bed, covered by a light down comforter.
The room was big. The style was simple and modern, mostly white and light gray. It felt very business-like.
This wasn't the guest house on the cliff. I realized that right away. The rooms there were more... homey, with cute decorations.
But here... this was a hotel. A very fancy hotel.
Panic hit me instantly.
I shot up, and the blanket slid off. I looked down to check myself—I was s
