STELLA’s POV
My eyelids flickered, and I opened my eyes. I felt so tired, like all of my energy had been drained out of me. I was lying in a light room with white walls, large floor to ceiling, windows, and grey curtains.
The room seemed a little empty, lacking a personal touch. I remembered almost everything last night and all of it slowly came back to me.
The area between my thighs felt sore, and slowly, I turned on my side and the sight of Tyler sleeping peacefully beside me made me melt. His arms circled my waist and his face buried in my hair.
I knew he’s not going to wake up anytime soon, and that once he does, he’s going to have a hangover.
Then all of a sudden, something struck me like thunder in the middle of bright daylight.
My eyes widened and I abruptly sat up when I saw the time on the clock hanging on the wall. It’s 4 in the morning.
Oh my God! What have I done?