Annabel's POV
"Mmhm" A small groan escaped my lips as consciousness finally hit me. I let out a breath and lazily pushed my eyes opened. I was immediately attacked by the lights and squinted my eyes. I blinked against the soft morning light bleeding in through the blinds. Pale stripes cut across the wall and my arm, and for a second I had no idea where I was. The sheets smelled like detergent and soft chocolate. Something clean, warm, and unfamiliar in a way that made my stomach twist, but strangely not in fear, just… something else. My muscles ached in that fuzzy, leftover way after too much adrenaline. My throat felt dry. Where am I? I tried to look around and the more my eyes opened the more familiar my surroundings looked. Even the bed smelled familiar, it seemed like someone I knew,
