Diana's POV
My head was killing me. Seriously.
Before I even opened my eyes, I rushed to the toilet and began puking. Pregnancy and drinking did not go well together. I remember that I still had to tell Rafael about my pregnancy. I wonder what his reaction would be? Happy or angry?
After I rinsed my mouth and walked out of the washroom. That's when I realized I was not in my house. I looked around and the familiarity came to me.
As if on cue, Adriana walked in, with breakfast on a tray. "You passed out last night at the party so I brought you to my place instead of taking you home" she gave me a small smile.
Fragments of last night came to my room. Me and Justin. I glanced at Adriana and, to me, she seemed perfectly normal. I guess she doesn't know a sigh of relief escaped me. I
