Her eyelids flutter open, the bright light shone in them, and she groaned before closing them again. She flipped onto her back after a few seconds and looked up at an unfamiliar white ceiling. Althea raised an eyebrow, suspecting that she had awoken at Anthony's house after leaving the birthday party.

She bit her lower lip as she pushed herself off the bed. Her back and head were in excruciating pain as if she'd been run over by a train. She suspects a hangover.

"You're awake," a deep, dull voice said. Althea turned around to see a tall man with white irises and numerous tattoos. She blinked a few times,...