Tristan woke up at the sound of the running water from the shower inside the bathroom adjacent to the room. His mind was still hazy and his head was throbbing.
He rubbed his temples, hoping that it could help him ease the headache he was experiencing as of this moment. He felt discomfort as if his body was running a fever.
He closed his eyes for a moment to reduce the dizziness. His brain was in shambles, trying to figure out what happened to him.
After a few seconds, the door of the bathroom opened and a fresh-from-shower feminine scent spread in the entire room.
Tristan turned in the direction of the bathroom only to see a feminine figure standing by the door, only wearing her white silk bathrobe. His vision was a little bit blurry so he couldn't recognize the woman's face yet.
