Chapter 53 - Party Celebrations and Suspicious Symptoms
Liam's POV
My skull felt like it was splitting in half. The pounding in my head made me want to crawl into a dark hole and never emerge. This was exactly why I avoided drinking, especially not the way we had last night. We'd acted like a bunch of fraternity boys drowning our sorrows in alcohol.
Each of us had our demons to chase away with liquor. So we'd gathered like wounded soldiers and gotten completely wasted. Now I was paying the price, feeling like death would be a welcome relief from this migraine.
Damian stumbled through my office door, leaning heavily on Evelyn for support. She guided him to the couch beside me, and our office manager Fiona followed behind them carrying a silver tray. She took one look at us and couldn't suppress her amusement.