The Morning After

CLARA

I stretched lazily, my cheek pressing deep into what was undeniably the absolute fluffiest, most luxurious pillow I had ever felt in my entire life. The high-thread-count sheets were like cool silk against my legs. I let out a soft, contented sigh, only to slowly realize with mounting horror that I was absolutely not in my own lumpy, familiar bed.

My eyes snapped open. I shot upright, my