#Chapter119

Waking Up Late

I woke up with one of the worst hangovers I have ever had. “Why?” I whined to myself. Pulling back the blankets, I notice that I am in my bed which isn't that shocking. I always seem to get home no matter how much I drink. What is shocking is that I am in my pajamas. I don’t remember putting them on. I do remember Max carrying me out of the club though and if he is the one that changed my clothes, “I will kill him,” I finish my thought out loud.

“Ivy?” I hear Gia’s voice before my door opens. “Good. You are up,”...