Emma's POV
The gentle pitter-patter of the rain wakes me up. I groaned, clutching my head. Surprisingly my body didn't hurt as much as it did the previous day. It still hurts, no doubt not after everything that happened, but it didn't hurt so much that I feel like I'm going to die anymore. But my throat did feel dry as a desert.
I frowned, suddenly realizing something, my bed doesn't feel this soft and my room certainly doesn't smell this nice. I opened my eyes, squinting a bit due to the sudden light that reflected on my face. I opened my eyes wider and slower this time around, I looked around still trying to process where I was.
I tried to recall what happened that might have led me here. Hailey had lied effortlessly about me to the triplets as usual, they had bashed me up terribly to
