After throwing up in the bathroom for the hundredth time, Amy walked out, grabbing her stomach and growling in pain.
She threw her body back on the bed and lowly groaned in pain.
Her entire body ached, as if it was pinned by thousands of needles at once, while her head felt like it was about to burst open, any moment.
The room was dark and empty and she wished everything would stay like that forever.
She couldn’t tell why, but she was definitely having one of the worst hangovers of her life.
Soon the curtains on the window were drawn off and Amy shielded her eyes, holding back the urge to scream in annoyance.
She looked up slightly opening her eyes to find Alessandro standing tall above her.
He placed down a glass of lemonade and some pills next to her on the nightstand and thr
