Natalia
Everything was spinning.
The walls. The floor. The ceiling. Even David’s face was an indistinct blur despite being mere inches from mine as he guided me through the hallway.
“This way,” he murmured, his arm tight around my waist. I could barely keep my footing. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
I hadn’t had that much to drink. But my head felt like it was about to pop off my shoulders and float away. Had I been drugged?
“Where are we going?” I slurred. My tongue felt too big and heavy for my mouth, as if I’d swallowed a brick.
“The room you told me about,” David said, turning us down another corridor. “You said it was somewhere we can be alone.”
Alone. With him. Did I really say that? Why?
The thought should have alarmed me, but my brain couldn’t seem to hold onto any emotio
