Chapter 69. The Long Night of Whispers

Evelyn

My eyelids weighed a ton—super heavy. Like someone had hung dumbbells on them. I could sense the car seat behind me and the absence of that accursed morning sun, confirming that this wretched night was far from over.

But wait…why was I in the car? I was supposed to be at the club with my friends. My memories swirled in a tumultuous shitty dance, making it even harder to pry my eyes open and assess my surroundings.

Did someone kidnap me? Oh no.

Okay, It was evident that I was still too drunk, probably even more so than I faintly remembered being the last time. Intoxication should fade with time, so why did mine seem to intensify? Damn it.

God only knew what mess I had gotten myself into this time.

I just hoped it wasn’t something too horrific—

My thoughts screeched to a halt as the memories began to trickle back, one by one, slowly and languidly, starting from the blonde guy forcing himself on me to Jacob’s sudden appearance, un