Chapter 139

The following day, I didn't stir until well after noon, my head pounding from the aftermath of last night's indulgence.

Three glasses of red wine, and here I was, knocked out cold. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

There was a time when I could handle much more—three glasses of white wine wouldn't even make me blink. A slight stomach ache, maybe, but not a hangover like this.

What on earth happ