When Ethan woke up this morning, he felt a weight on his chest. Slowly, rubbing his eyes, he tried to get up but a human arm was entangled around him. As he touched another human flesh, his eyes widened and he threw away the arm entangled around him as if he could not bear to be touched by this person. It was as if he just had an instant realization of committing a sin.
This time when he saw clearly who it was, realization dawned upon him. He and Esmeralda shared the same bed. Why? How?
Suddenly, he could not recall anything and then he realized that nothing of that sort happened or he would have known or recalled. Thankfully, none of them was drunk tonight. Or he dared not imagine the consequences. He didn't claim to be a good man. As he knew what he had done the last time, he let himself lose in alcohol.
