Chapter 26

Grrr! Grrr!

Mikayla jumped up in her bed. Even before she was fully conscious, she felt her stomach heave. She flew off her bed.

Mikayla bolted to her bathroom, yanked the toilet open and proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach into it through her mouth.

After hurling for a good few minutes, she sat back on her knees, her head resting on the edge of the toilet seat.

When she finally felt strong enough to move, she closed the toilet lid and flushed the toilet, slowly pulling herself up to sit on the lid.

The force of moving her body alone had her head pounding vigorously.

She dropped her head in her hands and shut her eyes. This was the worst case of hangover she'd dealt with in a long, long time.

Why was she this hungover? She'd only had one drink, she remembered. The bartenders favorite. What was his name again? Bradley?

Something like that. Did he slip something into her drink?

It was unimaginable to think that she'd gotten drunk so fast and so thoroughly from just one c