My eyelids fluttered from the ray of sunlight reflecting through the open curtains by the bed. I squeezed them shut once again when the blinding sun, shining like a beacon, hit my eyes. It looked like it was already high noon. I glanced at the clock, hanging on the wall in front of me. It said; quarter to one. I reflexively sat upright upon realizing that I'd been sleeping for an awfully long hours. The sudden movement caused my head a whirling sensation. Automatically, I bent my head and massaged my temple to ease the dizziness I felt. That was when I noticed that I was just wearing my thin cotton nightdress.
“How did I—Oh, my God! Did Xander...?” I clamped my mouth with my hand as a sudden flashback from last night came rushing in my memory, like a movie in rewind.
“I love you...” I m
