Chapter 184

Sophia spent the night in a total daze, hammered out of her mind. The jumbled mix of reality and memory made her feel particularly crummy, in both her head

and her gut.

She's got a weak stomach and it doesn't take kindly to booze, so she spent half the night tossing her cookies.

She was practically running on empty, but thank goodness, between the hurling sessions, the alcohol did its magic and wiped bits of her memory clean.

She crashed hard and slept like a rock.

The next day, Sophia woke up with a wicked hangover that throbbed in her head.

She was sprawled out on the sofa all cattywampus, without even a blanket on, and the living room was a hot mess, with bottles lying around all skew-whiff on the coffee table.

She reeked of alcohol like nobody's business.

Going all out like that, her head was pounding like it was gonna split open, she was dizzy, groggy, and her body felt as heavy as if it was filled with lead. She might have caught a chill too.

the state of her, she must have bawled her eyes out last night;. Her throat was all scratchy, and her eyes were puffy and

struggled to get up, but had to plop back down

final revision, set in stone, and all that was left was

other projects on her plate for

Don to call

City over the weekend to fetch Theresa back, so she decided

up?" The moment Don heard Sophia wanted to take an extended leave, he got all

a bit under the weather. Been pushing it with the project lately and need a few days to chill,"

hoarse, "You gonna be alright by

I'll pop some

"But if you feel off, just let me

someone come keep you

Dempsey," she

Don, the malaise

up. She just ordered some breakfast and medicine through a delivery app on her phone, snagged a ticket for a flight to Wye City the

company first

left him with a mild hangover too, a

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