|Katherine|
I woke up to the sound of my own groan, my skull splitting with a dull, merciless throb.
Shit.
The kind of headache that could only mean one thing.
Did I drink too much last night?
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to summon back pieces of memory. Nothing. Just a blur. And that was always the worst sign. When the reel went blank, it usually meant I’d pushed myself too far.
The last thing I remembered clearly was Kylie and the others dragging me onto the dance floor. I hadn’t even resisted. No, I’d let myself get swept up, bodies pressing close, lights flashing like bursts of lightning in time with the bass. Drink after drink found its way into my hand, and somewhere along the way, I stopped counting. I stopped caring.
God, it had been a long time since I felt that free.
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