Violet's POV I groaned, putting a hand to my head as the incessant knocking reverberated around my throbbing head. "Who the hell is it?" I yelled. "It's me. Open up." Moaning, I dragged my sluggish form off the bed, made my way over to the door and pulled it open, looking at James, who was standing outside. "Violet, how much did you have to drink?" he wondered aloud, staring...

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