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I opened my eyes to a dull morning light filtering through the curtains, my head feeling unusually heavy.

I realised I am sleeping in Salvatore's room. He was not present in the room and the bedsheet laying on the couch were a strong evidence that after we talked last night, he slept in the couch.

The information he revealed to me, regarding my birth parents was shocking to me. Salvatore told me not to worry about anything and not to overthink and relax, but of course I did overthink it.

So my head felt really heavy.

Groaning, I pushed myself up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. The wooden floor felt cool beneath my feet as I stumbled towards the bathroom, trying to shake off the lingering traces of sleep.

Maybe a shower would help me relax.

I turned on the tap, splashing cold water on my face, hoping to shake off the fog in my mind. The water droplets clung to my skin, and for a moment, I felt more awake. I squinted at my reflection, attempting to piece together the fragmen