TESSA'S POV.

The next morning, I woke up with a heavy heart, the events of the previous night replaying in my mind over and over. My eyes were puffy and red-rimmed, a testament to the tears I'd shed. I hadn't slept for long last night but as hours passed, exhaustion managed to claim me giving me a short restless sleep that left me more tired than refreshed.

I struggled to get up from bed, ignoring the dull ache in my bones and I went to the chipped wash hand basin in the room to stare at my reflection ㅡ it was a total stranger that stared back at me with...