'The heck!' Dexter groaned as he felt his head becoming heavier.
Where was he? What the hell was happening? Why was his head paining so badly? Dexter groaned and Drake, who was busy using his phone, looked at him.
"So you are finally awake?"
Dexter heard Drake's voice as soon as he opened his eyes, and he winced in pain, his whole body feeling like it was run down by a truck and his bones were broken before putting back in place.
What was happening to him? Dexter looked around, finding it a bit hard to remember what happened.
"Where am I?" He asked his head a mess.
"For someone who doesn't sleep easily, you surely have been sleeping for quite some time," Drake walked to him before sitting on the edge of the bed.
"What were you doing in Elliana's room? Her bodyguard literally carried you all the way to your room," Drake's words made Dexter raise his brows.