Talia POV
"I feel like a fool. I feel like the most stupid person on this planet. I was starting to move forward but I just had to drag myself back to hell," I lament, taking another swig of my alcohol.
"Take it easy on that. I'm in no position to drag your tired ass to bed," Bailey warns, eyeing the wine bottle I'm clutching. "I'm pregnant, remember? And you're a lot heavier than you look when you're drunk." She adds.
"I'm not drunk," I protest, even though the room is starting to spin slightly. "I'm just... processing."
Processing how stupid I am ofcourse.
"You're spiraling," Bailey corrects, gently prying the bottle from my hands and setting it on the coffee table. "Now tell me exactly what happened.” Bailey urges me.
I groan and flop back against the couch cushions.
"Austin was
