She had drunk too much last night, and her head was pounding so badly that she sat on the couch for a long while before recovering.

The chairs in the living room were scattered everywhere, but the floor was clean - no signs of vomiting.

Sophia sighed in relief. This was William's house, after all. If she had thrown up, he probably would've torn out the entire floor and replace it.

She vaguely remembered something happened last night, but hadn't recalled ...