Patricia's POV
I woke up on a nice bed, perfectly tucked under the covers and even in a nightgown and that's when memories from last night began to attack my brain. I practically screamed off the bed.
I went over the stupid things I did and cursed myself for being so crazy.
After Liam dropped me off, I didn't react when he rid me of my stupid dress and bathe me, of course after I let him fuck me again.
I'm so stupid.
He dressed me, took take outs I had stored in my fridge and fed them to me after a decent microwaving. I was on his lap, annoyingly happy. After eating he tucked me into bed, and I guess he left right after.
Now I'm up and the effect of the hangover was beginning to make me go crazy.
While I was still on my bed, I heard movements. I panicked and before I could move, some girl walked into my room.
She was wearing maid's clothes but still, who the hell is she?
"Excuse me?"
