BENITA

I slowly opened my eyes as a tired yawn escaped my lips, blinking away the remnants of sleep. My hair was a tangled mess, looking like a bird’s nest that survived a storm.

The dark circle under my eyes gave me a perpetually tired look, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I tried to recollect the last thing that happened last night.

I could swear I was sleeping miserably in the sitting room, so how did I get here?

I flung the door open and came into contact with Felix, who was ...