Mending Her

Chapter-18

Nyla's P.O.V.

I wake up with a severe headache.

My head is pounding as it will burst anytime.

I open my eyes to close it again as sudden sunlight blinds my eyes.

Did I forget to close the curtain last night? But I never forget it.

I again try to open my eyes, and after some time, I succeed in it.

I look around to find the room unfamiliar. This is not my room's not Lily's too.

Then where am I?

I became shocked and look at my clothes and they are also not mine.

I am wearing a shirt and this is a men's shirt.

But whose? What I am doing in this shirt.

I try to remember, but I can't remember anything.

Last night I was in a bar at Sid's party and last I remember I was sitting in a corner and enjoying my drink.

Then a pervert tried to hit on me.

Then I resisted and he leave from there.

But then what I am doing here? Did something happen last night?

Did he drug me and did something wrong with me?

Otherwise, nothing can describe why I am here in an unfamiliar room and wearing a man's shirt.

I panic and quickly try to get up, but then I remember I am only wearing a shirt and nothing else below.

Where are my undergarments?

I can't come out like this.

When I was thinking about what to do, I see the door get open.

I hide my body in a blanket to my forehead and peek from it.

then I see Rehan enter the room.

I sigh in relief. It's not that pervert.

But what I am doing here with him in such a cloth.

"You wake up?" he asks and passes me a glass of juice and aspirin.

"Take them you will feel better." He said and sit on the bed.

I take the juice and swallow the pill.

"What I am doing here?" I ask scared of what has happened last night.

"You remember nothing?" He asks, and I shake my hand. My heart is pounding as it will come out of my chest.

But the answer didn't come.

"I have brought some clothes for you. You change and come out. We will talk after that," he says and leaves handing me a bag.

I quickly get up and lock the door and change into the clothes he had to bring for me.

I was desperate to know the answer, but not so desperate to come out like this in front of him.

It's a light yellow color dress.

Though I don't like these bright colors, this dress is looking nice to me.

The most important thing is he had brought me underwear and the clothes are perfect for my size.

How did he know my size?

I go out and he was sitting at his dining table and there is breakfast for both of us.