~ EVANGELINE'S POV ~I woke up with my face pressed into the pillow and no memory of how I got there.I lay still for a moment, taking stock of the situation. My head was not pounding the way I expected it to. My mouth was awfully dry. But not something I couldn't deal with.I sat up slowly.I noticed the silver dress was gone. I was in a hotel robe that I had no memory of putting on. My shoes were nowhere to be seen. The events of the previous night came back in pieces, the club, the music, Marty being shoved, a hand on my arm, and then Damien's voice putting an end to it all.But after that, it was all pieces that didn't make sense to me at all. I swipe my tongue over my lips out of habit only to feel they are quite tender. I pressed my fingers to my lips just to be sure and indeed, they were swollen.I got up and went to the mirror in the bathroom and looked properly. Definitely swollen. Not painfully, but noticeably. I frowned at my reflection and tried to push further into the
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