~ Jane ~
In the early hours of Saturday morning, as I was just starting to open my eyes, I felt a dull ache in my head. I groaned and put my palms to my temples, pressing down on them to see if it would help the agony.
The previous evening was set aside as girls' night, and I had taken full advantage of the situation. My mind was telling me that I had indulged in far too much hilarity, pizza, popcorn, and alcohol, but my body was insisting that I had not.
“Suffering?”
A loud voice was so close to my head that it almost sounded triumphant, and I moaned again. The more I nodded, the more tightly I squeezed my eyelids shut. It was his laughter that caused my ears to ring. “Shh!” As I slid onto my stomach and pulled the pillow up to cover my head, I whispered something under my breath. "Pl
