Caroline's POV.

I woke up in a daze, feeling that my throat was dry and on fire, and I didn't know how I had gotten so drunk that I couldn't go back to Virgil's now.

My throat was burning and in desperate need of a source of life, so I groped my way to the kitchen refrigerator with the memory of the day, but when I pulled it open, there was nothing to drink. Research what is in the end, directly pick up the bottle to drink a big mouthful.

Just put down the glass bottle, I felt something against my head.

"Don't move."

It was Joe's voice.

"Joe, put...