Fundraiser

~Astrid~  I groaned and turned in bed, pulling the pillow over my head to block out the pounding in my skull. It didn’t help.  Frustrated, I huffed and shoved the pillow aside, blinking up at the ceiling. My head felt heavy, and God, it throbbed.  Tossing the blankets off, I sat up, pressing my palms against my temples.  Oh boy. I wasn’t drinking that much again.  I glanced around and realized I was in my room—the one I officially claimed after moving into Adrian’s house. How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was walking into the club to get Ophelia. After that, everything was a blur.  That could only mean one thing. Adrian had brought me home. He’d been in my space, put me to bed, and even taken off my shoes. I wasn’t sure how to feel about that. Grateful? Embarrassed?  Shaking the thought away, I swung my legs over the bed and got up.  After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I stepped out of the room and made my way toward the sitting room, hoping to find Adrian. The h