Chapter 32. Cold Shoulder. Cold Shower

Lake POV

What the fuck?

I woke up with a hammering headache and a swollen nose. Did I fall or something?

I remembered going out for a few drinks while Owen kept babbling and sending me home. I guessed I drank a little too much, even if I didn’t do it often. I always drank responsibly to avoid getting into trouble.

I got up from bed and realized her side was empty. Fuck. We got into a fight and didn’t make it to dinner.

“Shit.” I went to the bathroom and checked my nose in the mirror. “What the fuck?” Did someone punch me because I could tell it was hit by someone stronger or had experience in the ring? My nose hurt but wasn’t broken.

I grabbed a bottle of painkillers and took two tablets before I went to her room. “Maverick?” Her room seemed untouched. She wasn’t in the bathroom either.

I went back to my room to grab my phone and called her. She didn’t answer, which wasn’t surprising since it was Saturday. She probably went