The room was too quiet.

I blinked awake, eyes heavy, head pounding. The ceiling was wooden, warm-toned, not mine. A soft breeze drifted through open balcony doors, carrying the smell of... river?

Where the hell was l?

I sat up slowly. My head throbbed. My mouth was dry.

I remembered the club. The drinks. The street.

The car.

My chest tightened. I looked around, wide-eyed. The room was big, clean, and modern. A river sparkled outside the window. I didn't recognize any of it.

I stood up too fast.

The floor tilted beneath me. My stomach twisted, and I barely made it to the bathroom before I dropped to my...