ALEXANDER'S POV
I woke up with a throbbing feeling in my head. It was pounding as if my head developed a heart of its own. Rubbing my eyes to rid of the sleepiness, I tried to recall what happened last night. Rachelle helped me with my task, then we ate together and drunk the wine. We talked about all sorts of things.
What else happened after?
I turned only to fall off the couch. I definitely passed out last night, dammit this is embarrassing. She took me here.
Oh, God... Alexander, you must never drink again. You're terrible at it.
I groaned as I struggled to stand. The pain in my head increasing.
My eyes stings did I accidentally get some alcohol in them last night?
As I walk, my feet tangled with the blanket. I bent down to pick it up, she's as caring as always.
So loving.
So gentle.
