Chapter 194

• The dull throbbing pain in my head suddenly becomes impossible to ignore, forcing me to finally open my eyes and face the day. My eyes stare upward at the ceiling, but not my ceiling, Rhode 's ceiling.
• Oh god, it wasn't a dream.
• The previous nights events suddenly flood back into my brain and play over like a mortifying home video. Showing up to the Arcadia and barging my way up to Rhode 's floor before I basically have to force him to take care of me. The first time I've seen him in four months and I'm drunk and needy, not exactly how I was hoping our reunion was going to go. And I'm even more mortified because of how kind he was to me; making me food, putting me to bed, not trying to take advantage of my state of mind. A true gentleman, who is not laying beside me right now.