The Stranger In Her Room

Sierra groaned deeply when the second wave of migrane pulsated through her veins that morning which reminded her of her reckless drinking last night. Her lips were halfway parted as she tried her best to squint her eyes closed when the warm rays of the sun seeped through the curtains of the bedroom and hit her face through the covers. She mumbled incoherent words in her unconscious state as she gathered the covers. Turning to the other side of the bed, she slowly opened her eyes to take in her surrounding. That's when it hit her that she wasn't in her bedroom. Her eyes darted to the clock in the bedroom she realized that it was soms minutes past twelve. How did she sleep for so long?

She jerked awake in an instant, pushing the covers off the upper part of her body as her eyes wandered round the classy and majestic suite that she has been sleeping in.

"W-What am i doing here? M-My clothes..." She stuttered when she realized that she was naked under the blanket. Fear crept and built up