CLEO’S POV
I woke up to a splitting headache, serving as a dreadful reminder of how the previous night went.
I groaned as I rolled in my bed, my eyes catching a glimpse of the time. It was almost 11am already- I had slept in.
Luckily, it was a weekend so I didn’t have classes but regardless, my dad must have woken me up to have breakfast. I had no memory of him doing that though, probably because I was too fast asleep or simply because he didn’t bother waking up.
Struggling to get up, I reached for my hair band and tied my hair up into a messy bun. I was now in an comfy oversized T-shirt instead of the tight gown I wore out the previous night.
I managed to get out of my room, realizing how empty the house was the second I did. I could almost hear my thoughts echo as I walked down the
