Chapter 22: "Please don't leave me."

Sophia’s pov.

There’s a certain kind of lucidity that comes with the mornings. I feel the sun on my cheek and the soft silk of fabric on my back.

The sunlight is filtering into the room in a shower of lazy golden rays.

My head is pounding. That is the first thing I notice.

There’s a certain kind of bang a hangover brings that this one doesn’t carry. This isn’t the kind of pounding a hangover brings to me. This is different.

I feel clear-headed, I even feel like this is the clearest my head has been in days, but there’s a fuzziness in my head too.

A pounding.

My head is pounding, but it’s beating a steady recalcitrant beat. The sound of a low grow beside me makes me freeze.

Memories from yesterday come rushing back and I feel every bone in my body go rigid as my eyes widen.

I came to the club.

I came to the club yesterday, to look for him, Caelum. A harsh swear leaves my lips at the realization of that because what the hell.

I thought I said I wouldn't stoop that low. I actually came