Vivienne POV
Vivienne woke up with a pounding headache and a mouth as dry as sandpaper. Her tongue stuck to the top of her mouth. She groaned when she tried getting up.
“Woah, careful there, Foxy,” Grayson’s voice had her sit up—way too fast. She held her head and pinched her eyes shut.
“What are you doing here?” She managed to grate out.
“I thought you might need something for the hangover,” Grayson smirked, handing her a banana and a sports drink, but Vivienne held her head and sighed dramatically.
“I’m never drinking again,” Vivienne groaned. Why had she drank so much? Suddenly flashes from last night entered her mind. She’d accidentally opened her phone’s photos and stumbled upon pictures of her and Hayden in better times—that in combination with Grayson’s childish behavior…and th
