Chapter 9: Avery
I awoke in the morning with a wicked emotional hangover and bare bones recollection of the night before. All I remembered was having the courage to kiss the three of them and then the world fades to black. Reality and exhaustion must be hitting me like a truck this morning. Groaning as I sat, I looked around my new room.
The room was airy and spacious, the walls and floor accented with cream colors, giving off a peaceful, serene atmosphere. The full-sized bed I woke up in sat right in the middle of the room and was large enough to fit four people. A deep mahogany dresser was stationed against one wall while a full length mirror leaned against another. On either side of the bed were two white night stands topped with soft pink lamps while billowy white curtains hung from
