SIMON’S POV
I woke up with a pounding headache.
It was like someone had placed a sack over my head and was hitting me with a pan over and over again until my head felt like it would just split open at this point.
It was not a good idea that I drank so much, but Bree just did not want to drink alone and I could not be a party pooper and so I just had to indulge her…. I regret it now that’s for sure.
I sat up when my nose picked up on the scent of faint vanilla perfume, and these pillows-
I managed to open my eyes and that’s when I realized that this was not my room. So if I was sleeping in Anika’s room, then where the hell was she?
And also where was my lime shot.
In the four years that we were married, whenever I was drunk, Anika always made sure that I had lime shot every time I wo
