Meredith's POV
The sunlight beamed on my face through the window glass whose curtains were slightly open.
I covered my face with the blanket hoping someone would just close the curtains so I could sleep some more, my whole body hurts but the soft mattress makes it less uncomfortable.
I press my hand on the smooth soft bed with white sheets, I like the feeling I must admit. I extended my hand yet it didn't reach the end of the bed. What the hell! Then it has drawn on me. My bed in the hotel wasn't that huge, it was so late that night I didn't get to find a good hotel.
I spring out of bed and look around the room, it wasn't my hotel room obviously, and not in the apartment. Where the hell am I? I tried to jab my head to remember how I got into the mysterious room but no. I don't remember anything.
