NICK
I wake up the next morning with a beautiful woman in my arms. I can see that she is still sleeping soundly and I have no intention to wake her up. I know that when she wakes up she will have one hell of a hangover, judging by how she acted last night. I can not help but smile at the sweetness that I am looking at.
I knew that when I'm going to marry her I'm going to see a lot of sides to her. I am so happy that I have met the drunk Kim. I am sure she is going to be mad at herself for getting so drunk because if I know anything about her, she likes to be in control. Then I hear my phone getting a text message.
I reach for my phone and it is still sore to move my ribs just a little. I see that the message is coming from a number that I do not know. I open the message and I read.
"I am so sorry..."
