The Yellow Dress

Hadley’s POV

My eyes opened and I immediately felt… shitty.

Like the kind of shitty that sits heavy in your chest and makes you regret every dramatic life choice you’ve ever made. I stared at the white ceiling, blinking slowly, wondering if I should punch myself in the face or just hope the floor opened up and swallowed me whole.

Honestly?

The floor option felt kinder. A fitting, slightly dramatic