I gasped, my eyes flying open as I dragged air into my lungs.

My head was spinning, heavy and throbbing, and it only took a split second to remember who was responsible for the hangover from hell.

Rosa. She had injected me with a heavy sedative, tearing me straight into blackness.

I blinked against the blur, slowly taking in the strange surroundings. The room was massive, almost overwhelmingly vast, dominated by a muted palette with long, heavy drapes obscuring the high windows.

The lack of color gave the space an eerie, imposing atmosphere, balanced only by a plush white couch facing the king-sized bed I was lying on. Judging by...