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.

must have bawled her eyes out last night;. Her throat was all scratchy,

struggled to get up, but had to plop

and all that was left was waiting for the

other projects on her plate

Don to

she'd fly to Wye City over the weekend to fetch Theresa back, so she decided to take Thursday and Friday off too, making it a nice

take an extended

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

Don could tell her voice was hoarse, "You gonna be alright

bit of a cold. I'll pop some pills and be fine," Sophia brushed off his

"But if you feel

someone come keep

Mr. Dempsey," she

up with Don, the

breakfast and medicine through a delivery app on her phone, snagged a ticket for a flight to Wye City the next day, and conked out

the company first thing in

him with a mild hangover too, a bit of a headache,

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