REVA’S POV
I don’t even know how I made it to the packhouse but I was relieved when I finally saw its lights coming into view. I wished I could run towards it and just deal with Logan once and for all but I was too drunk to do that, I had taken a bottle of red wine on my way out of the ballroom thinking it was a good way to keep myself busy as I walked to the packhouse but instead it got me even more wasted. I staggered all the way into the packhouse and the guards opened the gates with no questions.
I could see by the look on their faces that they already knew what had happened back at the party but I didn’t really care about that. I didn’t care about them, I only cared about the douche bag that had left me stranded at a party that I never wanted to attend, to begin with.
I staggered i
