The sun blazes high in the sky, but Eudora is still waking up. It takes her a few moments to focus, the aches in her body slowly pulling her back from the fog of sleep. She remembers the night before, tangled with Ryan's business partner until the early hours. Even though the alcohol muddled her memories, the bits and pieces that remain are enough to make her want to disappear.
In the past, Eudora could have convinced herself, and others, that it was just Ryan all along. It wouldn't have changed anything, but the thought could have salvaged her pride, sparing her the torment of feeling like a cheap hooker, sleeping with anyone for money. But now, the last scraps of her self-respect are gone. Shame and humiliation choke her, making her chest feel like it's about to explode.
She looks up
