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KATHERINE THORNE

The feel of sun rays touching my skin was what made me come awake, and my eyes fluttered open. Immediately they did, an overwhelming headache ravaged my senses. I felt my forehead and the beads of sweat that lined it stained the back of my hand—I was having a fever, and my temperature was high.

I observed my environment now and found out that I was in Alexander's bedroom again and then instantly, the memories of last night came flooding back. How I had flimsily thrown myself at Alexander, and kissed him. A pang of guilt and disgust at myself gripped my heart, I had let down my guard and broken down my walls. I threw away my self–respect and shamelessly kissed him. All because I was intoxicated.

I'm never taking alcohol again. And I mean it this time.

Just then, the door opened and Alexander came into the room. I was startled by his sudden presence and I also felt an awkward wave engulf me as he came in. I knew my cheeks were stained red with embarrassment and I w