"Sulking?" Rich's voice echoed in my ear. I moved my head slightly and saw him leaning on the wall beside my bedroom door. I was so immersed in my thoughts that I didn't even feel or hear him coming in.
"Hangover!" I replied flatly.
"You're not going to see Rain Bowen?" He asked. Sounding curious.
I stilled at the mention of the name.
"You're really not going to see him off?" Rich's voice is stern this time. My eyes snapped at him.
"See him off? What do you mean?"
He sighed. "So, you don't know either, huh?"
I sat up. Suddenly alert. "What don't I know?"
Rich looked at me with scrutiny. "I heard him talking with Zia last night-"
"He brought Zia at the ball?" I cut him off. Pissed.
He grimaced. "Yes! I don't see any problem with that. Why do you look annoyed?"
"Well, I
