NICOLE’S POV
Waking up the next morning, a pang of headache hit me so hard that I rose from the bed with my head in my hands.
I could barely see as the headache turned out to be the aftermath of last night drinking. Hangover.
Looking around the room which I slept last night, my brows furrowed and my eyes narrowed.
The room was nothing like my room, so whose room or rather, whose house was this?
I looked around, trying to find my phone only to find out that I was in a total different clothes from what I wore to the club for my birthday party.
Shit!
My hands immediately flew to my mouth and my eyes widened like that of the moon.
My jaw dropped to the ground that it was impossible to pick it up at that moment.
Trying to ravage through my memories to find every pieces of last night s
