Iris
My head is pounding painfully.
"I definitely shouldn't have drunk like there was no tomorrow," my voice sounds terrible.
I stretch lazily on the bed.
"Finally, you're awake. I was worried," I get up startled, finding Agatha fresh as a daisy, watching me intently.
"Yes, you drank like you never had before. At one point, I got scared," she approaches me with concern and hands me a coffee.
Exactly what I needed to recover.
"And you left me to drink alone," I look at her with annoyance.
"Well, I had to take care of you. Two drunk people at Juliette's place would have been chaos," she smiles nervously. This woman is hiding something.
"Everything you went through yesterday really hit you hard," she changes the subject, using her soft voice, the one she uses when she tries to unders
