Chapter 32 - Thirty Two
A shaft of sunlight speared through the heavy drapes, landing directly on Suzy’s face. She groaned, burying her head deeper into the plush pillows. Her head throbbed with a dull ache, a reminder of the previous night’s indulgence. The events of her drunken rant were hazy, a disjointed collection of images and emotions.
As she finally forced her eyes open, a steaming cup of herbal tea caught her attention. It sat on the nightstand beside her.
"Doris?" Suzy croaked, her voice hoarse and scratchy.
The sound of the bathroom door opening was followed by Doris’s concerned face. "Milady," she greeted, her voice laced with relief. "You’re awake."
"Good morning, Doris," Suzy mumbled, her voice hoarse. "What time is it?"
"Almost midday, Milady," Doris replied, her voice gentle. "You must have a terrible headache after... last night."
Suzy winced at the reminder. A flicker of shame washed over her, mixed with a lingering resentment towards Ryan and the situation that had driven her to such extremes.
Doris, sensing Suzy’s discomfort, gestured towards the tea. "Here," she said, her voice soothing. "Drink this. It’s a special herbal blend, perfect for... headaches."
Suzy took a tentative sip, the warm liquid soothing her parched throat. A hint of mint and chamomile danced on her tongue, offering a subtle promise of relief.
"This is why we aren’t allowed to drink," Doris muttered under her breath, more to herself than to Suzy. "One night of indulgence, and..."
Suzy caught the last word and raised an eyebrow. "And...?" she prompted, her voice dry.