Back in the present, the group returned to their hotel. Mikael had Jordan's arm wrapped around his shoulder as he supported his friend towards the lift. Apparently, the latter fell victim on a drinking game with a woman who had a higher alcohol tolerance.
He dumped Jordan on the nearest bed before heading for the bathroom.
Cold water splattered on his face. Water droplets dripped down the side of his cheek and onto the sink. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, recalling the night's events. It had to be the alcohol's influence. Or maybe it was because they were sharing secrets...
… why else would he have shared his past with Eve?
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After hearing his story, Eve fell at a loss for words.
