Chapter 52

Chapter 52

The cold temperature of the room made Tamara shiver and she held the covers tighter with a hiss.

It didn’t work. Why the hell was the AC so high anyway?!

The clothes seemed to steep into her bones and Tamara held on tightly as she began to shiver and her teeth clattered.

She was still tipsy. She didn’t want to stand up but as her stomach growled, Tamara sighed in defeat.

Few moments later she was on her way down the staircase towards the kitchen.

Away from the cold room, she felt a bit warmer but she could barely walk straight.

Tamara’s hands gripped the rail tightly and not for the first time she wondered where the hell Francesca had gone.

She remembered enough to know Francesca had dressed her after her bath and taken her to the guest room to rest.

Tamara looked down at herself. She wore just her singlet and underwear. No wonder she felt so cold.

Typical Francesca, she would rather Tamara freeze than let Tamara wear Marco’s clothes.

Tamara rolled her eyes and tried to st