Ronan’s POV
Three days ago, I woke up in Alana’s room. I didn’t know how I got there. Confused, I opened my eyes and looked around, but she was nowhere to be found. I tried to remember what happened yesterday but the only thing that came to mind was how I started to drink alcohol, and then I couldn’t stop myself. I got so drunk that I wasn’t even conscious of my surroundings, something that I had promised myself that I would never do. I stood up to my feet as I welcomed the sharp pain in my head.
I was about to stumble out of her room when I saw her lying on the couch. I groaned, because I just made her sleep on the couch in her room. I wondered what she had thought of me when she saw me come into her room. I wondered what I had said to her. Shame, an emotion that I didn’t feel a lot of
