CHAPTER 28
She had never hated hangovers more than she did now. Pacing slowly in the kitchen, she finally took a sip of the steaming black coffee. As the hot liquid touch her lips, she felt a wave of relief wash over her body nerves. What even made her drink that much in the first place? She frowned instantly as the memory hit her hard.
Byron had been with a f*****g woman yesterday night and had made no effort of concealing it over the phone call.
Fuck! Why was she even mad that Byron was with someone else? Composing herself, she slowly drowned the remaining contents of her cup before setting it down on the sink.
“How much did we drink last night?” Juliet grumbled as she stumbled into the kitchen, her head held delicately between her hands.
“Not enough apparently,”
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