The Sweet Aftermath

Vivienne’s POV

I woke well past noon, the sunlight stabbing through the curtains like sharp knives. My head pounded so hard it felt as though a drum had been lodged behind my eyes. The taste of alcohol lingered unpleasantly on my tongue, dry and bitter, and the heaviness in my stomach was a cruel reminder of just how recklessly I had drunk last night.

The consequences of my actions came crashing d