Bryan's POV
I groan in pain as I flutter my eyes open sharply. I look around, trying to recall what happened last night and how I got into bed.
I shut my eyes and groan again before sitting up sharply and placing my feet down on the pompom rug beside my bed.
I wonder why I feel pain all over me and why I feel feverish. I glance beside me and I see my bandaged hand then it clicks in my head and everything comes rushing.
I remember everything; Camilla, the whole content of the alcoholic drink I gulp down my throat within five minutes, Celine and Camilla's presence, and Celine treating me before laying me on the bed to sleep after giving me a pill.
I squeeze my eyes shut as I feel the agony again. My heart is contrasting in pain and betrayal. I feel lost and stupid for not confiding in
