“Brielle,” Reece’s panicked voice filtered through the darkness.
I felt his hands on my shoulders, shaking me.
“Ughhhhh,” I groaned, feeling like I’d been run over by a truck. Behind my left eye was pulsing from whatever had just happened.
This felt like the worst kind of hangover.
Forcing my eyes open, Reece’s blurry face hovered over mine. As soon as he saw my eyes, he released me, flopping back into the seat, “Goddess, Brielle. That was terrifying,” he muttered, running his hands down his face.
“What happened?”
The sun hadn’t risen yet, so I couldn’t have been out very long.
“You passed out. Yesterday. Like, fifteen hours ago,” Reece groaned.
“Fifteen hours?” I choked out.
Fuck. I got on the plane with the intent to make it to Brody quickly and as usual, I’ve ma
