Chapter 31

Olivia slowly opened her eyes, wincing at the harsh rays of sunlight streaming into the room. The pounding in her head intensified as she tried to recall the events of the previous night. As the memories slowly trickled in, she groaned, realizing that she had indulged in a strong drink that has been offered her by that man.

Dragging herself out of bed, Olivia stumbled toward the bathroom, her head throbbing with each step. The mirror reflected a disheveled version of herself—messy hair, bloodshot eyes, and a complexion that screamed dehydration. Her reflection was a stark reminder of the consequences of a last night on the rooftop.

She turned on the faucet, splashing cold water on her face, hoping it would provide some relief. As she looked at her reflection again, she couldn't help but chuckle at her own foolishness.

"Why do I always do this to myself?" she muttered.

After freshening up, Olivia ventured into the kitchen, where even the slightest noise echoed through her aching hea