Chapter 133

When Sebastian awoke the next morning, his eyes blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the light that filtered through the room. He must have left the windows open, dammit! Groaning, he turned on his side, trying to hide from the sunlight that threatened to burn his face off. He was damn tired. For some fucking reason. And frankly, he couldn't remember why. Hell, he'd rather go to sleep.

His phone shrilled and he groaned, struggling to find the device despite barely seeing shit. His hand patted the bed rapidly trying to figure out where the damned device is and where to chuck it to. When he failed to find it, his eye finally flew open and he sighed. His head pounded like crazy. Just how much had he drunk the night before?

He couldn't remember shit. All he could recall was Ava screaming at him like a damned banshee, him screaming in reply because he'll what else was he supposed to. fucking do?

Or was it the reverse?

It seemed he had screamed first before Ava did.

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