Chapter: 1701

Cliff's face loomed closer, his eyes glacial. “Laney, who am I?"

The weight of his question left Laney reeling, desperate to salvage the situation. “Where... Where am I?" she stammered, squeezing her eyes shut. “My head's pounding.”

Cliff's response was a frost-laden scoff. Seeing through her charade, his expression darkened as he withdrew his hand. “Rest a while longer. I'll prepare something for your hangover."

Laney lay rigid, eyes clamped shut, not daring to breathe a word.

Minutes later, Cliff returned with the remedy, carefully spooning it between her lips.