MABEL POV.
I woke up slowly, my head throbbing the moment I opened my eyes. The brightness was unbearable. I groaned and turned my face into the pillow, but that only made the pounding worse.
I reached blindly toward the bedside table, searching for my phone. My fingers knocked against something before finally finding it. I picked it up and squinted at the screen.
Late afternoon.
I pushed myself up slowly and that’s when I noticed the room wasn’t my tiny apartment. For a second, I couldn’t figure out where I was. Then, little by little, memories of last night came back.
I covered my face with both hands.
Oh God.
I had thrown up all over Zach.
I noticed a glass of water and two aspirins sitting neatly on the bedside table. He must have left them for me. I stared at them for a sec
