IRENE’s POV...
We took the night flight back to New York and I couldn’t wrap my head around what had happened the night before. I don’t believe I could’ve done something like that. I mean, I couldn’t believe I allowed the alcohol to push me, push me so bad that I ended up naked the next morning in Antonio’s bed and arm. I just couldn’t and didn’t want to believe it.
The whole time on the plane, I couldn’t bring myself to look at Antonio. I just felt so fuckin’ disgusted and disappointed at myself for letting that happen. I couldn’t look him in the face and I couldn’t forgive myself for letting the alcohol getting the best of me.
Antonio kept trying to talk to me but I was so mad at him and at myself for the mistake. We both should never had lost ourselves to the alcohol, NEVER!
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