-Kat-
My head was throbbing. My throat was sore. My stomach was churning. Everything was hurting... even my heart. I couldn’t believe the night had ended like this. It was bad enough that I had thrown up, but to end up fighting too? It was unbelievable, and honestly, I blamed myself.
“Hey.” I glanced over my shoulder, and there was Jax standing by the door, the room behind him shrouded in darkness. It was a little hard to see him, but it could only be him.
I looked away, but he stepped onto the terrace, draping a warm blanket over me. Even though the alcohol was still coursing through my veins, I couldn’t feel the cold, yet I still shivered as the blanket enveloped me, along with his arms.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered into my ear.
“I’m the one who should be sorry.”
He turned me around,
