Tessa’s POV

It took just that cold shower to get me back to my senses and to be delivered from whatever demon possessed me after taking a gulp of whatever Pedro stacked in the bar.

I could swear I had done a couple of things but my mind was too slow to recall, it seemed as though I was experiencing a reboot.

God forbid, I touch an alcohol bottle in future.

Whatever happened had happened, and I dont regret doing what I did from the bits and parts of whatever remember doing - beating the hell out of that bitch.

After Pedro left me in the bathroom, it took me...