I slowly flutter my eyes open. Sharp light hits me, making it difficult to see.

I blink my eyes a few time, as they feel awfully dry.

I grab my head, as a dull ache rests in it.

Finally pushing myself in a sitting position on the bed, memories come crashing back.

I look down and find myself in comfortable nightwear.

These aren’t the clothes I initially wore.

I move my head around to soak in my environment. My gaze frantically searches for the man who did this, and I see him. ...