Opening my eyes felt like a chore but I managed to peel my eyelids open and found myself in my quarters.
What the hell happened? I asked myself as I willed my body to sit up but I still felt so tired. When did I go to sleep? And how in the world was I here when Aston told me to sleep in his room until he told me otherwise?
The thought of my Master had nausea churning in my stomach. He was going to kill me. I had no idea how I fainted but he’d obviously know and now he was going to fire me, or kill me, or worse summon my sister and make her his slave for the rest of her life.
No, no, I couldn’t let him get to my family. I just had to go and beg him for another chance. I would apologize. I would grovel. I was willing to do whatever he wanted.
Forcing my tired limbs out of bed, I hurr
