Regret is one of the worst feeling ever. Like it's just stays there gnawing in the back of your mind. You can't help but remember it. Even if you forget your conscious reminds you every single bit of it.
I decide of writing a book titles Wine and bad choices. How could I do that?
What was there in that wine?
Sure blame it on wine! Of course I will.
I cannot believe I let my guard down. Seriously what was I thinking? Nothing. I cannot believe I was this stupid. I let him kiss me again and worst let him sleep in my bed. What is wrong with me? No, I won't answer that.
I clench my teeth at the throbbing pain in my head. Wine had a effect on me. Well wine had a effect on everyone.
I stared at him and wriggled my bum a bit to move back. My pleasant smile got replaced as I remembered the
