Chapter 68

Luca’s POV

I feel like shit.

Some say you live the greatest evening when you wake up with an excruciating hangover as proof.

But I only have blackouts whenever I am wasted and the feeling of the bile stuck in your throat feels dreadful more than an achievement.

Unlike Yu, who considers alcohol as his water replacement, I can’t deny my low tolerance for it. Last night’s events were hazy and making an effort to remember will evoke a throbbing pain in my head.

Let’s not forget my back—as an additional pang inflicted my existing ache. It doesn’t take a genius to know I passed out drunk on the concrete floor of my living room.

I get up while releasing a groan as I massage my back. I head to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the fridge and immediately gulp it in one go.

Later, I find out I am thirsty and my body moves on its own to get what it needs.

I sigh with satisfaction as I place the now-empty bottled water on the sink.