Chapter 16

• THE HANGOVER
• I pull myself up from the comfortable bed and drag my lazy ass to sit up. I have a blinding, pounding headache, and I feel so tired and wasted. It's like I puked all my lungs out, leaving my belly empty. My wristwatch reads a quarter past ten. I am not even surprised that I slept this much. The shame of the mess I made last night in this house must have kept me in bed until this late. That was quite a huge mess.
• I wish there was a way I could evade catching a glimpse of Damian, but the only way to do that is for me to latch myself in this room forever, which I can't. Not when my stomach is growling like this. I need to grab something to eat and some painkillers for this damn headache.