Chapter 316 : Bruised Hearts

*Olivia*

My head was swimming unpleasantly as I slurped down the last of the daiquiri mixture inside the pitcher. I thought I was being efficient by foregoing the glass, but now I saw the error of my ways–I had no idea how many I had actually drank.

And instead of the daiquiris washing away my anger, I found that they had sharpened it. I had planned on sitting in the bath until I relaxed, but not much relaxing was going on. I just kept replaying what had happened between me and Giovani over and over again, and every time I replayed the scene in my head, I got angrier about how it had all gone down.