Capítulo 13: 'Funny Guy'

Esoteric delightment woke me up from the intense blurs of my dreamzone which included silver sea and moonlight shining straight on my face. However it lasted only till daylight fiercely struck my eyes.

A throbbing ache weighed down my head and my throat was a desert itself. I stretched out my hand to the nightstand to fetch some water from the jug. I took an Advil—that I discovered lying next to it—chased it down with water. Then I checked my phone, it was Sunday and I had slept later than usual.

I adored Sunday mornings since mom and I had a lot of time for gossips. 'She must be so curious to know what happened at the party' I thought. The idea brought yesterday night's recollections surging in my mind.

I attempted to recall each and everything that had happened, from the wheatfield to drinking champagne then my memory grew hazy and had a great deal of gashes and voids in it, like some missing puzzle pieces.