Chapter 66

The walk home in the calm early day sun was exactly what she needed. Everything seemed surreal and dreamy, and she needed the walk to wake her up and accept this was real. That everything she remembered had happened. That her now blooming, bouncing, happy heart was not some mythical illusion about to be shattered by waking up.

Muffin practically devoured her on sight and only made it as far as the grass by the door before releasing a night’s worth of doggy gifts. Rose was now feeling fragile and nauseous from alcohol consumption and could barely scoop it into one of her doggy bags. Throwing the little fur ball a pained look and making disgusted noises. He just ignored her, sniffing at some flowers.

Rose was beginning to suffer, and the thought of breakfast was no longer appealing. The awful after-effects of alcohol reminded her why she did not drink very often. Her phone was on charge and had enough power to switch on now.

No messages from her parents yet, so she l