CARA
There was a faint ringing in my ear when I woke up in the morning, I rolled out of bed and ran quickly to the bathroom and puked in the toilet.
I breathed heavily as I got up and flushed it down before heading to the sink to rinse my mouth with the tap water.
It was funny, the last time I was puking in the toilet, I was pregnant with Henry’s child and now I was puking because I was hung over from drinking too much alcohol. It was a crazy change of pace.
I gargled with the tap water and spat it out and looked at myself in the mirror.
I did not look good, my face felt bloated and my eyes were deeper inside their sockets.
I turned on the tap and then splashed some water on my face.
I decided that since I was already in the bathroom, I might as well brush and clean.
Oh yea, don’t stop!
I blinked, snippets of last night came flashing back to me in a bright brazen light.
The feel of Philip’s warm palm on my bum… his vicious squeeze.
I blinked and shook my head.
No, that did not really
