Chapter 12: A Genuine Smile
|| Arabella ||
When I woke up this morning, my head felt like it would burst any moment and all the contents inside would spatter on my bed. My stomach felt funny as well.
I tried massaging my forehead, but the stickiness on it disgusted me. Next, as I tried to run my fingers through my hair, I found it to be stickier with a pungent smell. I blinked, trying to process who I was, on which planet I was on, whether I was dead or alive, and what year it was.
The hazy memories from last night started coming back to me bit by bit.
'Ugh, I got drunk. Stupid me."
Last evening, there was this restaurant I went to for an interview, but the manager offered to give me the job if I slept with him, which I blatantly declined, so he tried forcing himself on me, but I knew many self-defense moves, thanks to my mom. Therefore, I managed to protect myself, but I was humiliated badly after that by the people there.
Feeling completely hopeless and traumatized by the incident, I got myself drunk with
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