ARIELLA
I wake up feeling like s**t!
My mouth tastes like s**t! My head hurts like s**t! I feel hungry as s**t! And the f*****g light! Can someone just close the curtains? Sam must have parted them wide open to torture me! To make me suffer!
Oh… I am at Ansel's house.
And I am not speaking to Sam.
Ugh!
Shit! Last night I got really drunk! All I remember is crying and Ansel grabbing the champagne bottle from me. I recall so little from last night…
But I remember so clearly that Ansel is leaving the country. He will go to Paris for a whole f*****g year. Just the thought of it terrifies me…
I mean, life without him…
I sit up in bed, suffering the hangover. I get this sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach. I bolt to the toilet and throw up.
As I sit there on the toilet flo
