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.

and I realized how I must look. I quickly

last night, so I decided to call him for answers. I grabbed my phone and

the call connected, I heard a phone

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 in the other. He

awake?" he asked, turning his head after taking a drag of

him in person made me hesitate, unsure of how to

faintly, looking me

even more exposed, and I instinctively clutched

"Why are you so nervous? I've already

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

to trap myself in this predicament. "I'm still

grabbed me

the cigarette from his mouth, lowered his head to an extremely intimate distance,

beat. I hadn't felt taken advantage of, but he felt