Chapter 14: Croissant.
Cielle woke up to a throbbing headache that felt like someone was hammering against her skull. Groaning, she rolled over, immediately regretting the movement as nausea hit her like a tidal wave. She bolted out of bed, making a beeline for the bathroom.
The bathroom, a serene sanctuary of marble and frosted glass, was far too bright for her current state. She barely had time to admire it before she found herself hunched over the toilet, throwing up every last trace of wine from the night before.
Once the heaving stopped, she rinsed her mouth and brushed her teeth, her reflection in the mirror looking as tired as she felt. Her hair, still curled from the previous night, had miraculously held its shape despite her antics. With a sigh, she adjusted the loose curls in
