Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 23 The Towel Dropped

Before I passed out, I grabbed Ethan's shirt and mumbled, "Was my sincerity enough? How did you handle it? Tell me."

I blacked out before hearing his answer. When I woke up, my mouth was dry, and my head was pounding.

As I tried to sit up, the thin blanket slipped off, and seeing my naked body under the sheets made my brain freeze for a moment.

I looked around the unfamiliar bedroom, unable to remember anything, just feeling the headache from a hangover.

I grabbed a towel from the bedside, wrapped it around myself, and got out of bed barefoot.

The house was big, and I could hear some noise from downstairs.

At the top of the stairs, I saw a group playing cards in the living room. They were the ones who joined the drinking session last night. Oliver was there, but Ethan was missing.

Someone noticed me and coughed, drawing everyone's attention. They all looked up at me.

how I must look. I quickly turned and ran

decided to call him for

the call connected, I heard a

answered, and the ringing continued. Suspicious, I opened the sliding door and stepped out onto the balcony, where I saw Ethan lying on a lounge chair in a robe. In the dim light, I could vaguely see his expression. Ethan was holding a cigarette in one hand and his phone

he asked, turning his head after

made me hesitate, unsure of how to ask

smiled faintly, looking

feel even more exposed, and I instinctively clutched the towel

nervous? I've already seen it. You have a nice

but our relationship had become awkward, mainly because of my own actions. I had done something

"I'm still not sober. I'll head back now. You should rest early

turned to leave, but Ethan grabbed me and pinned me against

from his mouth, lowered his head to an extremely intimate distance, and said hoarsely, "Since you slept with me, you have to take

I hadn't felt taken advantage of, but