I was in my room and I was enjoying a sip of wine. I had woken up early and left Clarissa's room and by the time I got back to my hotel, I was terribly hungover and I had a terrible headache.

I slept until the late hours of the morning and the first thing that I ordered was more wine.

I wasn't sure how much I was going to take that would drown out my thoughts about the night that I had spent with Clarissa. The more I drank, the more vivid they became.

The answer would have been to stop drinking but when I put the glass down,...