*Ophelia*

My head is killing me.

That’s the first thought that I have when I start coming to. God, what the hell is this headache?

I slowly peel my eyes open, looking around my room for any sort of clues. But there’s nothing. Well, that’s not entirely accurate. There’s one thing that does stand out, and it’s the lack of Asher anywhere to be found.

I sit up, noticing my underwear is wet, the room smells suspiciously of sex, and memories of Asher and I ...