Kyra's POV
I woke up slowly. Thankfully, my head didn't hurt this time. Must've had too much to drink. Though I very plainly told Ashley that the only alcohol at the ball was meant to be champagne, and I know I didn't drink any.
Please, as if alcohol is the reason you passed out. I told you not to fight the shift, but did you listen to me? Noooo. Ana said sarcastically. I grumbled, Not now, Ana, it's too early. I said quietly as I flipped over in bed. Ana snorted but stayed quiet for a moment, and I sighed peacefully until my stomach growled.
Great, I'm hungry. Why can't I just sleep in for once? I sighed and turned over, getting ready to sit up, expecting to be in my bedroom. When I opened my eyes to brown walls, a cream-colored carpet, and a fireplace crackling merrily, I stopped.
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