「The next day.」
Sunlight streamed into the room. Sophie Wexler's eyelids fluttered. She tried to move, but something seemed to be pinning her down, making it impossible to even lift her arm.
'What's going on? Sleep paralysis?'
Sophie Wexler struggled to open her eyes.
The next second, she found herself staring at a handsome face, magnified right before her eyes.
All the memories from the previous night came rushing back to Sophie Wexler.
Sophie Wexler: "!!!"
'It wasn't sleep paralysis! It was Cillian Forrest pinning me down!'
'But I clearly fell asleep with my back to him last night. How did I wake up facing him this morning? And where did my blanket even go?!'
'I'm pressed flush against Cillian Forrest's chest! Not only that, but one of my legs is draped over his.'
Sophie Wexler's eyes flew wide open!
'Wait, it's only been one night. What on earth did I do?!'
