ANNE'S POV

I yawned as I slowly crawled out of bed, my head was slightly pounding and my whole body ached.

Judging from how tired I woke up, It seemed like the day would not be a good one.

I sat on the edge of my bed as I slowly tried to recollect what had happened the night before.

My jaw dropped open when I remembered what had happened with Carson and I slapped myself on the head.

How could I have been so stupid enough to lose myself all because of a little alcohol?

I didn't even drink much yet I had acted like an habitual drunkard.

My cheeks...