Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Crash!

"Owwwww!"

I woke up clutching my head in my hands. The pounding indicated the humongous hangover I was about to have. I searched around the room with half closed eyes and spotted the broken clock against the far wall and groaned.

"What's all this noise...?"

My head snapped up to Nikki's frame leaning against the door frame of my bedroom. Memories of last night came flooding back.

When I'd walked out of Nate's house yesterday, I'd called Nikki straightaway and poured my heart out, even though I had omitted all about my plans and Samuel’s identity, even though I had gotten dead drunk and mashed...