I woke up the next morning still feeling upset about everything that happened last night.
The moment my eyes landed on Naomi, the irritation came rushing back, and I stayed quiet as I got out of bed.
Naomi noticed immediately.
“Olivia…” she called carefully.
I didn’t respond.
She sighed and sat up properly on her bed, her hair messy from sleep. “Come on, I’m sorry I got drunk last night. I know I promised to guide you through the party and I didn’t… but I promise it won’t happen again.”
I turned to look at her, crossing my arms slightly.
“Yeah, it won’t happen again,” I replied. “Because that was the first and last party I’m ever going to.”
Naomi winced slightly at the sharpness in my tone.
“Olivia—”
“No, seriously,” I cut her off. “That party wa
