My eyes fluttered open, and a sudden, sharp, throbbing pain hit my head like a heavy storm.
Drinking to stupor had to be the most stupid decision I ever made considering how light headed I was.
“s**t, Ava.” I muttered, placing my hand on my head as I shut my eyes again as though the pain would magically disappear.
I barely remembered everything that happened last night. But the only memory running through my mind was Mara’s consistent persuasion to pour me a drink after another.
Oh, Mara.
I was certain her hangover would be way worse than mine.
Or maybe not.
She was probably used to drinking this much.
I rose up gently, trying not to shake myself too much. I put one leg down before the other. But no matter how much I tried to avoid the ache from cracking through my head like a lig
