~Astrid~ 

 I groaned and turned in bed, pulling the pillow over my head to block out the pounding in my skull. It didn’t help. 

 Frustrated, I huffed and shoved the pillow aside, blinking up at the ceiling. My head felt heavy, and God, it throbbed. 

 Tossing the blankets off, I sat up, pressing my palms against my temples. 

 Oh boy. I wasn’t drinking that much again. 

 I glanced around and realized I was in my room—the one I officially claimed after moving into Adrian’s house. ...