I groaned when a flicker of orange wafted through the open curtains. Oh, my head! I could have sworn a rabid caveman had invaded and was banging at my brain with a wooden club. I rolled over, stifling a yawn. The moment I felt warm flesh against my fingertips my eyes flashed open. Holly lay sprawled out next to me, locks of brown messily covering the stark white pillow. I blinked when I realized she was completely naked beneath the thin sheet. I barely remembered the night before. My migraine worsened when I looked down at my hand, seeing the glittering ring upon my finger. I gulped, recalling seeing the diamond “H” perched upon Holly’s finger on the plane. Why was I now wearing it? “What happened,” I murmured when a rush of nausea claimed me. I tossed away the covers and sprinted from the
