Josie had completely come back to her senses when she returned to her room. Still, her head was throbbing painfully.

She massaged her temples as she tried to recall what had happened. Mr. Davidson brought me to dinner, and I drank a lot.

At that point, she forgot about her headache.

Why am I here? How did I come back?

She lowered her head to look at her clothes. Thank God I’m still wearing them. But how did I come back here?

She tried to remember, but nothing came to her. In the end, she gave up and lay down in bed. Shortly after that, she fell asleep.

The next day, someone knocked on her door.

“Ms. Warren, I made something to help with hangovers. Here you go.”

Josie was completely sober. She quickly got up and opened the door.

“Good morning, Julie.”

and passed a bowl of soup over. “Here,

surge of warmth passed through

“Thanks a lot, Julie.”

the bowl of soup and gulped it down. After finishing it, she asked, “I can’t remember much of last night’s events because I was drunk. Do you know how

smiled upon hearing

brought you

was stunned

He brought me

it possible? What is going

but alcohol is bad for our health. It’s best if

scratched her head

“Thanks, Julie. I know.”

to be honest with Josie because

room.

send me back? Did

an answer when she arrived at the

noticed that the atmosphere was slightly

you heard? Mr.

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