Chapter 21

Althaia

I woke up with the most pounding headache I have ever experienced in my life, and my mouth was drier than the Sahara.

I sprawled on the bed with my eyes barely open, the bright sunlight streaming through the windows making me regret the champagne and vodka from the night before. Why did anyone let me drink that? 

Yes, I refuse to take responsibility for my own actions when I was suffering this much.

With a groan, I forced myself to the bathroom for a quick shower. Although a bath sounded heavenly, I feared I might never get up again if I indulged.

After my shower, I made my way to the kitchen at a snail’s pace, inhaling deeply as the smell of coffee reached me.

“Good morning!” Raffaele shouted in a singing voice, making me wince.

“For the love of God, stop.” I groaned, covering my ears.

“Someone had quite a bit to drink yesterday.” Arianna commented as she sipped her coffee.

“How are you all fine? I