Scarlett POV
One night of drinking until I completely blacked out had ruined the entire weekend.
Now it was Monday morning.
When my alarm went off, I honestly wanted to call in sick and spend another day in bed.
But Ryan Parker had just given me a raise.
Calling in sick immediately afterward didn’t seem like a significant career move.
So I dragged myself out of bed and automatically reached for my car keys.
It wasn’t until I reached the underground garage that I remembered.
My car was still at the repair shop. I’d dropped it off on the way home from the hospital two days ago, and I wouldn’t get it back until tomorrow.
I needed a ride.
I pulled out my phone and requested one.
Monday morning's rush hour had other plans. No driver accepted the request.
By the time I made it
