Waking up with a startle, Chloe yawned, but she didn't open her eyes yet, as she thought of what had happened last night. 

“You’re going to regret drinking that in the morning, trust me.” 

She scoffed mentally, wondering how a boy can have that much nerve over something he had done so wrong. And speaking of his sentence, trust him, trust him? Was he mad to think she would ever do that again? 

Blowing out a breath, she tried to open her eyes but she shut it right back, the pain in her ...