Chapter 318
- Isadora
- I wake up with a headache that feels like a small construction crew is hammering inside my skull. The first blurry thought that crosses my mind is that I should avoid vodka for the rest of my life. Then, like a slow-motion horror reel, memories from last night trickle in—the drinks, the accusations, the way Alec just… listened.
- And… oh no, his apology.