Lyric’s P.O.V
I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and a thin ray of bright light falling onto my face.
What the hell? Who opened the windows this early in the morning? The servants know I hate to wake up like this! Angrily, I brought my hand up to cover my face and winced as a sharp pain pierced through my chest.
“What the-?” I jerked awake at the pain and found myself in completely unfamiliar surroundings. “What the hell?”
I sat up on the couch that was hardly big enough to fit all of me in it and looked around at the tiny apartment I was currently in. My head felt heavy and as I wiped at my eyes to chase away the last few vestiges of sleep, memories from last night came to my mind as the fog cleared.
I was in Lydia’s apartment. And she had seen me at my weakest last night when
