Graciela’s POV
I must have fallen asleep as I jerk awake, biting back a gasp as pain shoots up my neck from my uncomfortable position. The room around me is brighter and the light coming through the windows above me tells me that it must be daytime. I have no idea how what the time is, has Addison come back to the room and found me missing? Maybe she came back and figured I’d gone out and was laying on her bed sleeping off her drunken hook up.
I snort derisively, and to think, last night was it? I was grumpy about her disappearing on me, perspective is an amazing thing. I’d give anything right now to be sat in that club messaging her about the sexy barman.
A door opens to my left and I stiffen, my head swivelling toward the sound automatically as I hold my breath waiting for my visitor
