Daisy’s POV

I woke with a banging headache the next day. Why did I drink so much yesterday when I knew I had to go to work today?

The rays of sunlight filtering through my window blinds didn’t help, but only made the pounding in my head worse.

I groaned, reaching for my phone on the nightstand. My alarm had been ringing nonstop for almost ten minutes. No wonder my head was about to split open. I stood up and stretched lazily, wondering why the house was so quiet.

“Where’s Brian?” I said as I went into his room to check on him, but there was no sign of him...