They Were All Lies

Alana's POV

The morning light filtering through the sheer curtains was a harsh, blinding assault on my senses. I woke up with a vicious headache drumming against my temples, each throb echoing like a hammer against my skull. Groaning, I pressed the heels of my hands into my eyes and forced myself to sit up. The cotton sheets tangled around my waist, cool against my bare skin.

I blinked against