The next morning, Beauty woke up hungover, her head hammering so badly.

She held her head and groaned as she forced herself up from the bed.

“Mum?”

She called and slowly opened her eyes.

Unsure if her eyes were deceiving her, she rubbed her blurry eyes to clear her vision.

The room looked so strange to her.

This was most definitely not her room.

It looked more like a hotel room.

Her heart skipped at the realization.

“Where… where am I? How did I end up in this room?”

She panicked.

She looked around the room again, trying to remember anything, but her mind was a whirl.

She suddenly felt...