Mandy's POV
I woke up with a pounding headache, I tried to turn and hide my head under the pillow, but my body was hurting with my every move. I decided to hide my face in hands but when I tried to move them, I felt something holding back my left wrist. Slowly, I forced my eyes to open. With some difficulty, I finally adjusted to the brightness and looked around the room.
It was not the same room I was in before, it was bigger, more masculine and had more furniture. Finally looking at my left hand, I saw it cuffed to the bedpost. I lifted myself up slowly, moaning in pain and rested my back on the comfy pillows. Fighting the headache, I tried to remember what happened. Massaging my temples with my right hand the remnants of last night came to me in pieces.
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