Elena groaned as her eyes opened. A dull relentless pounding echoed in her head and even the faint morning light streaming through the window felt painfully bright. She slowly sat up, running a hand through her hair. She sat in silence for a moment, her brain trying to process her surroundings, then yawned loudly. She was in her room. She spotted her black heels scattered on the floor like someone had flung them across the room. Her brows furrowed. What were they doing there? She yawned again and climbed out of bed, tripped and stumbled onto the floor. Why was she wearing a dress? It was as if she was missing an important piece of information. She scratched her head. The sound of her door opening caught her attention. Maria entered carrying a tray. “Good morning, ma’am.” She greeted with a smile, letting out a small laugh when she saw Elena on the floor. “I guess the alcohol got you real good.” “Yeah, I guess.” Elena replied, standing up. She froze. “Wait — did you just say
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