Forty-Eight – Gold Digger.
Stephanie flickered her eyes open. Her head felt light and underneath her felt very soft.
How was she in her room? She lazily left her bed. Perhaps she never went out as she thought.
“Hey, Stephanie. How was yesterday?” Lacy walked downstairs with her. Stephanie noticed her tone and frowned.
“Oh, you don’t remember or you don’t want to remember?” Lacy flipped her head and hurried down the stairs.
Stephanie froze. What's she saying? Events of last night replayed in her head. She had actually gone out. To play as Nathan’s girlfriend. Then… everything was blurry.
“Wait, I don’t remember walking to my room, don’t tell me Nathan carried me up again?” She bit her lips. Her cheeks heated up.
“Who else? Where you thinking superman carried you to your bed? Please leave the fantasies to me.” Macy chirped, coming out from the kitchen.
