SAM'S POV
I woke up weak and my whole body ached, I will probably get a sore throat soon because it hurts and my head bangs.
The lights are on so I forced myself out of the bed and wobbled outside, there seems to be no other person present except me.
"Eva?" I called and the waves brought my voice back to me, I was greeted by dead silent.
"What's happening?" I mumbled and went into the kitchen, I sighed vehemently when I didn't hear anything.
I came back into the parlor and checked the time, OMG, it's midnight and what did I even do all day?
I knew there's no point calling out to anyone because I am alone in this big house, I might as well boil water for bathe and know if I will get an improvement in terms of my weak and aching body.
The last thing I remember is going to a bar with Deborah and she told me the best way to forget my sorrow is taking a sip of alcohol.
