Michelle's POV

I woke up with a serious headache settling in. Whether it was caused of my fantasizing of Myron in my dreams or the alcohol I downed after the gala, I had no idea.

The door to my room dashed open. I was too weak to even see who it was but the voice was recognizable.

"Ma'am, I knew you'd wake up this way," Justicia was saying as she came and stopped beside the bed with a tray of hot soup in her hands. "So I already had this prepared to help ease the aches."

I smiled as I ...