GASP!
Waking up with a hard flinch and a heavy huff of air exhaled out, Clara almost sprang upon her bed, surging her dozy, tired eyes wider. Her untied, loose wavy messy brown hair was covering half of her pale face. She was breathing quite heavily and looking quite anxious, she started to gaze around her surrounding.
Surprisingly, she was sleeping in her bedroom, wrapped in her cozy warm blanket. She had still the same formal attire from last night, the exact ones with which she had gone to drinking with Eric. Her accessories were placed intact beside her on the corner table and curiously, she was scrunching her brows in wonder.
