The Consummation

Celia's POV

A low, steady rhythmic snoring broke the quiet stillness of the morning. I groaned, keeping my eyes firmly shut as a vicious, pounding ache throbbed behind my temples. The hangover hit my system like a physical blow. I swallowed hard, my mouth tasting like dry cotton, and slowly forced my eyelids open. I squinted against the daylight filtering into my bedroom, turning my head to the s