Chapter 270: Remo
"What? What’s wrong?" the man asked cautiously, extending his support to help her stand.
"I think I’m gonna puke."
"What?! Not here. Come on, let’s get to the bathroom."
"No, I won’t make it," she replied in a feat of uncontrollable gag reflexes that made it difficult for her to contain the impending release.
"Just a few more steps," the man urged, guiding her as they shuffled toward the bathroom. With his assistance, she emptied the contents of the alcohol she had consumed that night, retching violently into the toilet.
How shameful... She thought to herself as he cleaned her up. Cradled in his arms, he carried her to bed, carefully tucking her in and ensuring her comfort as she drifted off to sleep.
***
Stella woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and an annoyingly constant tapping on glass, likely her window. When she tried to open her eyes, her eyelids felt like heavy weight had been hung on them. In spite of her difficulty, she managed to open her eyes. The moment she did, her heart did a tumble in her chest as it started at an unsteady rhythm.
She was not in her home, and while she thought about it, she realized that the sheets were soft... too soft. She rubbed her palms on the material, taking in its soothing smoothness before she began a thorough scrutiny of the space.