Next morning.
As the first rays of sunlight entered the room, Rose woke up from her deep sleep. She felt her head hurt as if someone had hit it with a hard object.
Rose squeezed her hair tightly with both hands to reduce the pain. After feeling better, she looked around, and to her surprise, she realized something.
"Why am I here? How?"
She remembered last night, she had spoken to Willard on the beach. But now? She is in the bedroom, and the sun has risen.
Again she squeezed her hair, trying to remember what happened last night. However, no matter how hard she tried, her memories still faded. And when she realized she had put on her nightgown, she was even more flustered.
"What happened last night!?"
She forced her heavy and stiff body to sit on the side of the bed. Her head still hurt, but she endured it to find Evan.
