My eyes opened to bright sunlight coming in through the balcony. I hoped that everything that happened hours ago was just a nightmare, but I knew it wasn’t.
A girl could only hope I guess.
I rolled over in bed, looking at the clock on the wall. It was after 7am. No wonder why I was still so tired. I didn’t get much sleep.
I climbed out of bed and pried the covers off of me.
I needed to get changed and leave this awful hotel. Especially before I do something I may regret, like killing Nìkolai Gambino.
I got dressed quickly, putting on some jeans and an oversized t-shirt. I put on some designer slides and started to get my things together. I packed my computer up and stashed it in my bag. I packed my suitcase and made sure I wasn’t gonna leave anything.
Before I could grab everyt
