Rosalyn’s eyes opened up and she found herself in an unfamiliar place. Panic rose inside her as she looked around her surroundings. Rosalyn struggled to sit up, holding her head with one hand as she tried to piece together what happened. She has a spitting headache; it feels like someone is banging her head with a hammer.
She glanced around the hotel room, taking in the details of the décor and the discarded clothing strewn on the floor.
The memory of drinking with a stranger Caleb came rushing back to her. She had been out with him at a bar after her fight with Anthony, and they had been having a good time. But the details of what happened after that were hazy. Gushes of pain rush inside her head.
As she tried to remember more, fragments of memories started to surface. She remembered feeling a sudden urge to be with Caleb, to be close to him, to feel his touch. She had taken his hand and begged him to sleep with her, even going so far as to undress him.