SOPHIA’S POV
My groan was the first thing I heard as soon as I woke up the next morning. I let out a deep groan, also feeling the hangover from last night holding my head hostage. ‘Last night’, that was if it was morning already. I slowly cracked my eyes open, expecting to see the morning rays filtering into my room, but I saw Julian’s face hovering over me, looking so stern.
As I pushed myself up on my elbows, my stomach churned with a bit of fear and more confusion. And from the deep lines that were creasing his forehead, I tried to gauge the seriousness of the situation. I had a feeling this wasn’t just about me staying out late last night and drinking.
“Good morning,” I mumbled sleepily…and awkwardly.
Then I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear and displayed a small smile,
