THIRTY TWO

A quiet groan left April as her eyes fluttered open to find harsh rays of sunlight streaking into the room. She raised her hand to shield her face from the lights which sort to blind her, it felt as though her head was about to split in two. She wasn’t surprised though, it was what you got for drinking so much. Her recollection of the previous night wasn’t exactly clear but she remembered enough to know that she had been a mess; she had thrown up countless times before passing out.

“You’re awake”.

She blinked a couple of times to clear her vision on hearing Micheal’s voice, she knew he was walking towards her from the sound of advancing footsteps and she suddenly felt like melting. She had made a complete and absolute fool out of herself yesterday, just thinking about it made her want to choke herself. She lowered her hand when her eyes became accustomed to the lights and her somewhat blurry gaze met his.

“Good morning, April”. He greeted with the faintest of smiles.

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