Chapter 61

Bryan's POV

The warmth of the morning sun filtered through the curtains and bathed the room in a golden glow drying up the sleepiness from my eyes and making it to flutter open

I slowly began to stir from a deep slumber, my eyes meeting first the sight of the familiar ceiling above me.

I yawned and spread my arms, stretching out my limbs.

“What time is it?" I rhetorically asked myself, my voice hoarse and groggy, " Why do I feel like I've been asleep for days."

Tossing over the sheet that covered my muscular legs, I stared wearily around my environment, the memory of the previous night's events fuzzy and distant.

“How did I get into this?” I wondered, my eyes fixed at myself in my pajamas.

Immediately, I tried to sit up but a sharp bang of headache hit me like a freight train. Subconsciously, my eyes closed against the discomfort as I tried to ease the throbbing, my hand pressing against my forehead.

I laid back on the bed for a while then tried to sit up again, this time, regard