R A Y V I N
My head hurt and I needed to puke. What the hell happened? Where was I? I tried getting up but didn’t have the strength. I felt like I weighed a ton. Even my head was too heavy to lift from the pillow. I closed my eyes and fell back into unconsciousness.
I woke up with so much body ache and weakness. My head and mouth felt like they’d been burned with an iron. For a moment, I struggle to remember what happened—did I somehow have too much to drink? Was I hallucinating?—but then memories of last night crept into my mind, twisting my stomach into knots and flooding me with confused anguish. Saint had actually drugged me when I thought he was on my side. James had hurt me beyond repair and Victoria who I had no idea existed before now hates me with passion. If I had the zeal left
