AUTHOR’S POV

Aria stretched her sore body and squinted her eyes, a sharp headache struck her immediately. She rubbed the side of her head with her hands. “I hate alcohol,” she muttered, her face twisting in disgust from the bitter aftertaste.

As she tried to stand, she realized she was naked. Her mouth dropped open in shock, her eyes darting across the room. Clothes were scattered on the floor. She looked to her side and saw it was clear someone had been there. That she and ...