When I opened my eyes, I felt like the weight of the world had fallen directly on my head. I had a terrible hangover, my first hangover, although I didn't think it would be so painful and unbearable.
The first thing I saw was a rather ornate ceiling, lined with wood and with a fine lamp hanging from it. Then I remembered the little I had talked with Ethan the night before. He took me to his house as there was no other option, and although I was grateful he didn't leave me stranded somewhere or even alone in a hotel, it seemed to me that his house was the least appropriate place for me to stay. What if someone saw me?
I got up reluctantly, as even the slightest movement made my body beg for mercy. It was like feeling sick, with such a severe cold that the sensation of an aching body wo
