It was three o'clock, the next morning. Daniella woke up shivering and a throbbing headache. Everytime she moved her head, the pain got worse so she lay still, trying to recall where she was and where she had been the night before. She blocked her nostrils, irritated by the odor she perceived, struggled up to a corner of the room and sat staring at Nicky who was fast asleep, dried tear marks stained her face. 

"She must have cried the whole night, the injury looks so painful." Daniella thought. Her eyes scanned the whole room, from the little lamp that gave light to the room, to the fan and the...