His Care
Elona's POV I groaned, squinting as the sun's light shone into my face through the window. I felt like crap, I was thirsty...very thirsty. I sat up wincing as my head throbbed. I had too many drinks last night. I promised myself that I wouldn't even do this again when I first drank alcohol at the club with Cris, and now I made it worse for myself. I moved my hair out of my face. I was still wearing my dress. How did I get home last night? "How are you feeling?" that familiar voice stopped my heart, my eyes huge as I looked at him chilling in the chair beside my bed. "What are you doing here?" I asked, scowling at him. "Eric called me last night when you were passed out on the bathroom floor at that club. I don't want you to go down this road because of me. You can do better than this
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