CHAPTER THREE: THE TASTE SHE WASN'T MEANT TO CRAVE I opened my eyes in a daze, my head throbbing, it spun around as if I'd been drinking. I touched my head, oozing from my hands was a thick fluid that was all over my face to my neck and clothes. I looked around trying to process what was going on, trying to remember anything from last night but it was as if every memory was erased. I breathed slowly, calming my mind and taking in my surroundings.....I wasn't home. The kitchen I was in looked a mess and before me laid