Truth disrupted

Trust disrupted

MADALINA

I awoke to an excruciating ache tormenting my head, the room incessantly spinning around me. I feared I might have to rush to the bathroom and engage in an unseemly conversation with the porcelain throne. Regret washed over me for foolishly indulging in copious amounts of tequila, a beverage I seldom consumed. Gingerly adjusting my position on the bed, I massaged my temples and surveyed the room.

Noticing the folded blanket on the sofa and Aiden's absence, I groaned inwardly. The memories from the previous night flooded my mind, causing me to cringe with embarrassment. I had been unduly harsh towards him, and even worse, I had lied. I didn't actually regret intervening and preventing him from rejecting me. Why did I say that? Perhaps I wanted to lash out at him because I was feeling utterly confused.

But was it fair to hurt him that way? And was he hurt, or didn't he care at all? After all, it was his fault. He shouldn't have touched me in the ladies' room. Th