CHAPTER 59

Sophia’s POV

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the unfamiliar ceiling. The second thing was the scent of lavender and cedarwood that filled the room. Confusion gripped me as I struggled to piece together where I was. I pushed myself up on the soft mattress, my eyes scanning the elegant, well-decorated bedroom. Panic bubbled within me.

“Where am I?”

Then, like a floodgate bursting open, the memories of last night came rushing back. Julia's party at the Bakers’ estate. The laughter, the music, the sparkling chandeliers, and the endless glasses of champagne. I remembered chatting with friends, mingling with strangers, and...and then… oh, my god!

My eyes widened in horror as I remembered lying down beside Elijah on this very bed. Oh, shit! No, no, no!

I sat up in bed and suddenly felt a headache coming on. I pressed my temples hard, thinking about the images in my head. Are they from a dream or are they real?

I couldn’t even recall everything. Most of the images were hazy, and