Bella pov
I woke up feeling like something heavy had fallen on my head overnight and decided to stay there with no intention of leaving.
The light coming through the curtains was doing me personal harm.
I laid there for a moment taking account of everything that hurt. The answer was everything.
From my head, my eyes and even the general concept of being awake.
How had I let this happen?
One drink, that’s what Kiara said. Just try it, she said.
Four drinks later and here I was, unable to negotiate with my own skull.
"Good morning!" Kiara's voice arrived before she did, loud and completely unbothered by the laws of human decency.
I pulled the blanket over my face.
"Go away." I grumbled, my voice coming out rough and uncooperative.
"Absolutely not." She dropped onto the edge of th
