Emily's POV. . Today was my engagement day. Little wonder why I felt like shit. I winced when a sharp pain lanced down my head and an unholy headache started to throb at my temples. A whimper escaped my lips as I slowly brought my palms down on my head. Why was I feeling this way again? Luna. The name came with a bolt of realisation. I'd gone to a party with her last night, and was probably having a hangover. A series of memories soon started to unfold. Jerry had cheated on me. I'd ran away from the club...I'd kissed a stranger. I bolted upright. And soon regretted it. "Oouuuchhh," I intoned as I winced in pain. My head started to spin, and so did my stomach. I ran to the bathroom when it became evident I was about to puke. Bending over, I hurled what felt like the entire content of my stomach into the toilet. I got up after I was certain there was nothing left in my gut. Staggering, I went over to the sink