#Chapter 87 - Making Up

My eyes slowly blinked open and I gradually worked through my blurred vision. For a moment, I wasn’t sure where I was. The last thing I remembered, I was kneeling on the floor of the bathroom in the guest room and vomiting my brains out. Based on the dark-colored walls and familiar four-poster bed frame, I knew I had to be back in the master bedroom. I tried to move my body but I could barely lift my head off of the pillow. All of my energy was drained and all I could do was lay there. The more I let my head clear, the more I became aware of my surroundings. I was quick to find out that I wasn’t completely alone. There was a set of low muttered voices that echoed through the room. Lorenzo was speaking to an unfamiliar woman at the far end of the bedroom. Her hair was pinned up into a tight bun atop her head and wore a long, white medical coat. I noticed the clipboard tucked under her arm and tried to secretly observe them from afar. From what I could see, Lorenzo looked c