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Kayla
My head's spun as I grabbed the bed for support when a sharp pain shot through my head bile rising on my throat on the accord. I hate hangover. I bet Alexander laughed his ass out at my drunk state. The plan wasn't to get drunk. I was supposed to enjoy the date with him. Yet I spoiled everything. I should’ve ordered pina colado instead. But my stubbornness backfires.
My chest rises up and down at the mere thought of Mr. Carlo doing something if I don't give me feedback after two days. Heck, I thought he said he's giving me two days to think it over. But it's been only one day and yet the man is throwing threats at me. I don't quietly gets what he wants to achieve by threatening me to leave Alexander I just cannot bring myself to walk out of Alexander's life and on the
