Della’s POV
I stirred, feeling a bit uncomfortable. With heavy eyelids, I opened my eyes and looked around to see I wasn’t in my room. Instead, I was in the sofa of my office.
Sitting up, I commented in realization, “That explained it.”
My neck was having a bit of a strain, and that’s when I remembered that I didn’t went to the sofa last night to sleep. I kept myself busy and did so many files last night that I didn’t know when I had fallen asleep at my desk.
“Are you okay?”
In a daze, I blinked a couple of times until my eyes adjusted properly. Beside me, Albert was sitting with worry.
He’s intently looking at me, observing my every movement.
I wanted to say something, but the second I tried to make big movements, I felt my temple thumping as a headache rushed into me. Massaging my temple and running my fingers through my messy hair, I explained, “I was checking the guest list for the party last night. I didn’t know when I had fallen asleep.”