When Hayley woke up the next day, she has a very bad headache.
She stood up from the bed and searched for a bottled water inside the room.
After drinking half of it, all her movements stopped.
The bottled water dropped on the floor and she looked down on herself. She was still wearing her clothes from yesterday, snippets of her drank state last night returned to her and she suddenly felt nervous.
"How did he know of this place? Was he following me? Or did I went home on my own? No that is impossible I was too drunk, I wouldn't have been able to get home on my own."
She started pacing back and forth from the room as she tried to think back on how she ended up in the hotel room.
"The most problematic part is that, this is not my home. How did he know I checked in here?"
Feeling scared all of a sudden, Hayley rushed to get all her things.
As she picked her phone on the side table, she saw a note under it.
