Ivanna
I roll on the bed, taking a few seconds break I can finally start for the day. Lying on my stomach, I hug the blanket and a smile rips on my face. The flashes of the entire day we spent yesterday came to me.
"Get my clothes changed"
Damn!
As soon as I recall the exact words I told him last night, I jump off the bed. My eyes directly go down to my clothes. These aren't the same I was wearing last night. I hit my head because of my stupidity.
What the hell have I done?
I cover my face with embarrassment. How can I ask him to do this ? What he must be thinking about me now? Gosh! I feel like crying because I can't even be angry with him. I was the one to say this. But he knew I was drunk, right? How could he?
I feel like hitting my head against the wall. In frustration, I grab h
