Chapter 62
- Alexis
- My eyes fluttered open, squinting at the faint morning light seeping through the curtains like it was trying to blind me. My head pounded in relentless waves.Who the hell drinks and clubs on a weeknight?
- Oh, right—me. And Alex. The self-proclaimed king of bad ideas. If not for him dragging me into that pit of flashing lights and questionable beverages, I’d still be asleep like a responsible adult.