Mia's POV
"Oucchhhhh," I grumbled, holding my head as I sat at the breakfast table. I held my head in my hands, my vision still blurred as I made an attempt to focus on a spot on the wooden table.
"I told you Mia," Enzo said in a disapproving tone "Alcohol is not the answer," He placed a glass of water and two tablets in front of me "Take these, they'll ease the pain,"
I lifted my head up and gazed upon the man before me, bleary eyed. He looked so fresh and handsome this morning. I wasn't really keeping track of how much drink we had at the party, but I'm pretty sure he wasn't on water all evening.
"Thankyou," I croaked as I popped the pills in my mouth, my hand trembled as I picked up the water and threw it down my throat to swallow the painkillers "How are you so awake?"
