Diora
I could barely feel my throat when my eyes fluttered open. I moaned out hoarsely, turning on my side to see a tray on the nightstand. I furrowed my brows, struggling to sit up. There was a glass of water and a sealed disposable plastic containing a few pills. I reached to pick them up when I noticed the luxurious nightstand.
It dawned on me that I wasn't in my room. My eyes travelled around the room, catching the dark skyline from the glass that shields a side of the room from the neighbourhood. From the taste in decor and the familiar walls, I could easily tell that I was in Axel's bedroom. The thoughts of the last time I was here filled my mind, tilting my lips in a sad smile.
Those were the days when my life was as simple as it could get. I heaved a sigh and washed down the pi
