Michelle POV
I kept vomiting as Victor gently rubbed my back in a soothing manner and held my hair away from my face to help me. I was surprised because I didn't think I had consumed that much alcohol the previous night to feel this hungover.
Gradually, the nausea began to subside, and I took several deep, steady breaths to steady my trembling nerves and calm my racing mind. Victor glanced at me with concern in his eyes and asked softly, "Babygirl, are you feeling better now? Do you think you can stand up?" His voice was calm and reassuring as he waited patiently for my response.
I nodded my head in response. Victor then helped me stand up and walked me to the bathroom sink. Once at the sink, I grabbed my toothbrush to brush my teeth and rinse my mouth out.
Afterwards, Victor walked m
