feeling unbearably tired and sore, as though a truck had run her over in the middle of the night.
As she struggled to open her eyes properly, she noticed something was wrong. The ceiling above her looked unfamiliar—nothing like the one in her bedroom.
Panic surged through her. She hurriedly tried to sit up, only to realize she was completely naked. Her body ached so badly that she could barely move, and in that instant, the truth of what had happened the previous night crashed down on her.
Her heart pounded violently.
She searched the room and spotted her clothes scattered carelessly across the floor. Fighting through the pain, she quickly dressed herself and rushed out of the hotel room as fast as she could—before anyone noticed her leaving a hotel just days before her wedding.
What a scandal.
Tears streamed down Lena's face as relentless questions flooded her mind.
How did I get here?
How do I explain this to Evans?
Will he believe me if I tell him I was raped?
