I woke up the next morning in my room, still naked under the duvet. He must have brought me back here because I had no memory of how or when I returned to my room.
The sunlight streaming through the window hit my eyes, forcing me to turn to the other side of the bed. It was morning, but my body felt too heavy to move. I just wanted to sleep a little longer, but a knock on the door shattered that peace.
The door creaked open, and I turned my face toward it. Dan stood there, fully dressed in a black suit, his shirt neatly tucked into his trousers.
"Are you still sleeping? Raphael is already dressed for work. He hates waiting,” Dan said, squinting at me like he couldn’t believe I was still in bed.
“What are you talking about? Where are we going?” I asked groggily, rubbing my eyes and stre
