ADRIAN
I woke up with the most horrible headache.
My hands automatically went to my head to massage my temple as I sat up from the very uncomfortable position I was in.
My eyed burned the moment I opened them, and it had to do with the craziest amount of sunlight I had ever.
What the_
The huge floor to ceiling window that greeted me when I finally managed to pry my eyes open after battling with the light, and turning away from the full force of it.
I looked around me to take in my environment in confusion.
This was not my bedroom. In fact, it was not a bedroom at all.
This was... how had I fallen asleep in my father's study? And why was there an empty bottle of whiskey on the table in front of me.
I winced when the memories from the previous night came washing down my foggy brain.
