Chapter 22

I was so sleepy that I fell asleep leaning on Wyatt's shoulder. By the time I woke up, I found myself sitting in the car. The person I was leaning on was still him. All I remember is that I danced with him, then my feet hurt and I went back to my seat. I don't remember anything after that.

Sensing that I was awake, he simply spoke up without turning his head and asked.

"You're awake?"

"Well," I looked out the car window at the black world and I couldn't tell where we were now, "where are we now?"

"Still near my apartment. We'll rest here tonight and we'll leave tomorrow."

With that he opened the door and walked out, and I tried to follow him. I looked down and realized that my high heels had been taken off at some point. I was still barefoot. It couldn't be that I did this when I was drunk, could it? I was suddenly a little concerned that I hadn't acted strangely.