Grace POV
My alarm goes off, making me curse under my breath as I stir in my bed. It’s Sunday, my one day off from both jobs for the week, so I don’t need to be awake but I forgot to turn off my alarm for this morning. I drank way too much last night, and boy do I feel it. I feel like I've been hit by a truck. My whole body aches, my head is throbbing, and I feel like I might barf with any sudden movements.
“Oh Grace, what were you thinking? We are too old to drink that much,” I groaned, giving myself a much needed lecture.
I remember the first part of getting to Reid’s house pretty well because I only had a few drinks to give me a push. I remember confronting Makenna in the kitchen and pouring out my heart to her. I expected her to be defensive or fight back, but she surprised me
