№ 18 in the 💯Story Challenge
Before I opened my eyes, I already knew something was wrong. The smell was off. A black, heavy feeling, like a bowling ball on my stomach, held me to the bed.
The wrong man snored quietly next to me. My ex’s best friend.
It all rushed back. The beer. The too-fast drive into the woods to shake off the break-up. But, why had he offered that?