Chapter 30. Plans and Mistakes

 "And why do you look so knocked out of your body and mind?" Mrs. Eleanor Miller asked her daughter Ellen who was lying on the couch in her room, like someone who had been bloated in a river for days before being rescued. 

  There was a piece of wet cloth of her temple to keep her temperature down, and a glass of cold water on the chair stood beside her, which she kept on leaning to drink from. 

Getting so drunk beyond reasonable action when clubbing was something she never bargained for, but waking up naked under white smooth and soft bed sheets the next morning in a beautiful room was way worse. 

  There was no way that she could ever tell anyone that something of such happened to her, but the feeling of guilt and hangover sickness was beating her so bad right from her stomach and throat. 

The fact that the stranger she had a night stand with had seen her face, and would definitely know that she was a