Chapter 23 Hangover

(Sybil’s POV)

I woke up the next morning with a searing headache, and my mouth felt like something had crawled into it and died.

I was in a bed, but I couldn’t remember how I had ended up there. The last thing that I remembered was drinking and talking with Alex and Emma at Darcy’s. Everything after that was a blur. From the way I felt right now, I knew that I had had a lot to drink.

I tried to sit up and get out of bed, but found that there was a man’s arm draped across my waist. I panicked, trying desperately to remember what had happened the night before. My eyes hadn’t adjusted yet to the sunlight shining in the window, and I didn’t know where I was, or who I was with. This was awful!

Or was it? I could use this to my advantage, I suddenly realized. John was stubbornly refusing to divorce me, even though I was sure that he knew it was the best solution for both of us. But what if I gave him a specific reason? If I confessed to John that I had cheated on him, maybe he would finall