*VICKY*
Present day…
I woke the next morning with a large cramp in my neck from sleeping curled up on the carpet. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, which were still tender, before trying to stretch my neck left and right to release pressure.
My eyes fell to the packages beside me: several bags were laid on the floor, some of their contents dripping out, and I felt even more disparity. The last thing I wanted to do right now was to serve wealthy socialites at a birthday party hosted by Osip. I wondered if it was worse than being betrayed by your mate.
Jacob's face flashed into my mind, and the scenes of my dream replayed over again in its eye. It all moved so fast—-the stabbing, the reveal, my rescue, and the recovery. At this moment, my mind was a mess. Some were fragments of my memories,
