Siara opened her eyes and was greeted by an empty bed beside her and the sun shined brightly from the big window. She squinted her eyes, blocked the sunray with her hand. She tried to get up. Then the duvet fell down from her chest. She realized her upper body was naked. Siara looked under the duvet, naked as well. Dear God, last night wasn't a dream.
She really had sex with Nicholas Brentley, her best friend. What's gotten into her?
Siara knows she was stressed about her dramatic life. But she never thought she was that weak, that vulnerable. She was embarrassed with herself. Last night will not be repeated again. Siara groaned and hide her face in her hands. How will she face Nick now?
She looked at the surrounding. Then her eyes fell on Nick's shirt at the end of the bed. Sooner or later, she was going to face him. Might as well swallow her pride, said her sorry, and leave from his apartment fast.
