Chapter 43

• Arianna squirmed, blinking repeatedly. Slowly, the woman massaged her throbbing forehead as she tried to sit up from lying down. Instantly, a cold breeze swept in, piercing through to the bone.
• "Good morning, honey," Samuel's voice faintly reached her. Turning, she found her husband sitting right beside her, offering a glass of a warm orange drink.
• "Quick, have this. I ordered warm orange juice to help with the hangover from last night," he said.