Ryan groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, the pounding in his head making him wince.

His entire body felt heavy, and the inside of his mouth was dry like sandpaper. He blinked a few times, trying to focus his vision, but everything was blurry.

When his eyes finally adjusted, he frowned.

The room was unfamiliar—dark curtains covered the windows, and the walls were painted a dull gray.

This wasn’t his house.

“What the hell?” he muttered, rubbing his temples. He pushed himself up ...