CHAPTER THIRTY

- HAZEL -

I yawned. My eyes slowly drifted open and I swung my arm to the side a little.

Ow! My neck still hurts from yesterday. I really hope the ache dies down soon. I rested my palm flat on my bed and pushed my body up to sit up straight. I was faced with confusion when I noticed the sheets. These aren't mine.

I rub an eye with my fingers and yawn again. This time, my eyes are fully open. This is not my room either. Although it's the same architectural design, the decorations are different, down to the colour of the wall paint.

Maybe I attended a sleepover that I'm unaware of? I can't really tell. Ugh, I feel like I got drunk again.

I glanced at the chair by the side of the bed. Whoever's bed this is, the person must be lucky. I would kill to sleep at the bottom.

On top of the chair is a bottle of water and a saucer covered with another saucer. Pasted on the top of the saucer is a post note with the writing 'Eat me'.

I took the saucer on top of the other off and stared at wha