The next morning, Cosette woke up on Asher's bed, but the guy didn't spend the night in the same room with her, which was so nice of him. Even so, Cosette swore to herself she wouldn't drink ever again; unless she was with Maxen, then that could be as wild as she wanted to be.
Since Cosette planned to go to school, she was already up early in the morning. It was good she didn't have any hangover… was what she wanted to tell herself, but when she met up with her gloomy father, she wished she had a terrible hangover because Conrad seemed like he barely stopped himself from committing murder.
Cosette pretended not to notice as she bid her grandparents farewell. She wasn't very pleased with their plans the entire weekend, but seeing how happy her elders were; she didn't have the heart to feel anything but relief. At the very least, they seemed they had enjoyed it, even though Cosette and Conrad clearly didn't.
