Ayyra's POV
Waking up in a very unfamiliar room, my eyes still swollen and tired, I yawned loudly as I looked at my surroundings.
I tried to remember how I got here in the first place, but there were no any recollections in my memory. Opening the sheets to check my self, I discovered there were no any violations done to me either. Then...
The last scene I could recall was of me dancing with Alexander. I blushed, thinking about it, but that was all.
Why does it feel like a huge part of my memory is missing?
Maybe I just had too much to drink... That's why.
Facepalming, I realized that theory was wrong. Apart from the glass of wine I took from the waiter, I don't remember drinking any other wine.
Except...
My eyes narrowed as I thought about something
I can't possibly have
