*Ophelia*
My head is killing me.
That's the first thought that I have when I start coming to. God, what the hell is this headache?
I slowly peel my eyes open, looking around my room for any sort of clues. But there's nothing. Well, that's not entirely accurate. There's one thing that does stand out, and it's the lack of Asher anywhere to be found.
I sit up, noticing my underwear is wet, the room smells suspiciously of s*x, and memories of Asher and I making love return to me. However, I also remember Asher yelling at me when I got home last night.
I close my eyes again, trying to put the pieces back together.
All I can remember from that is wanting him. But even that memory is far away, like on another goddamn planet.
Fuck that. I open my eyes, annoyed that this is how my day is sta
