Olivia's point of view
My head was hurting badly. I groaned softly, it was like I was hung over. My head feels so heavy and my eyes were aching me.
"Ouch," I groaned loudly, opening my eyes and immediately squinting it as the rays of sunlights escaped through the open window.
I yawned as I sat up. I held on to my head as I looked around the room I was in. I was in a strange room, I was kind of confused cause this was not my room and I began to wonder where I was.
The room looked absolutely different from my room, everything in it was expensive and it had a touch of elegance, whoever owns this room must be filthy rich. It was like a king's palace. A place made for Queen's and people of high esteem. Billionaire's.
