CORINA

I wake up to the feeling of warm soft pillows contrasted with the dull throbbing pain near my temple. My head feels heavy, but I’m not sure if it is the pain or something else. Was I drugged? I struggle to get up into a sitting position. As my eyes open wider, I realize that I’m not at Dante’s apartment. Or anywhere familiar. I’m in what appears to be a hotel room. A deluxe, to be precise. It’s large enough to be too expensive for someone like me, but too small to be considered a suite.

Where am I? A memory flashes in my mind. Rob and Sal arguing....