Chapter seventy one

Nataly

I wake up with a feeling that I'm in a very unfamiliar world.

As soon as I open my eyes, nothing makes sense at all.

I want to put my head back on the pillow, but at the same time, I can't.

My head weighs a ton and I feel like I want to chop it off. The taste in my mouth is awful. My body feels like it wants to break.

When I come to my senses, I jolt up.

Well, at least I have not been kidnapped this time.

Because when I eye the coach on the other side of the room, there's a figure lying on it covered with a blanket.

The head is uncovered and of course I'm able to recognize David.

He slept on the couch?

How the fuck did yesterday night end?

It takes getting out of bed to realize what I'm wearing. I'm in a pink night dress short enough with its length reaching only above the knee.

It is silky with thin straps. But atleast it's not transparent.

How did I even end up putting this on?