Marion woke up that morning with a severe headache. This must be from the so many glasses of glow wine I drank, she thought.
After Jean left last night, Marion spent the night drinking until she fell asleep at the kitchen table.
Uh, wasn't I in the kitchen last night? How did I wake up in my own room? Marion wondered while holding her aching head. She had no history of sleepwalking, so it was not possible that she unconsciously walked to her room.
She also noticed that her clothes had been changed. She wore blue pajamas last night, and now they were ...
Was it Alicia?
Marion got up and staggered out of the room to call her assistant.
"Hey, you're awake."
Marion gasped when Jean called her from the living room. The man was sitting casually on the sofa and Marion's smallest dog was asleep on his lap. Relief was clearly visible in his eyes.