Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 93 You Must Miss Me

I jolted up from the bed, heart racing, and checked my clothes.

Still in my PJs from last night, and they weren't all messed up.

"Guess nothing crazy went down," I muttered to myself.

Jason must've heard my scream. He blinked around, looking lost. "Why am I here?"

I was wondering the same thing. Then I felt movement behind me. I turned and saw Ethan, who was also waking up.

He didn't seem surprised at all. He stretched his neck, looking a bit uncomfortable. "I think I dragged you in here last night and got the wrong room."

I was speechless for a while. "You guys were totally wasted last night!"

Jason rubbed his head, looking a bit out of it. "Yeah, we drank a lot. I don't remember a thing."

They were still in yesterday's clothes, so they must've crashed right after getting hammered.

They were so out of it; we probably just passed out together without anything happening.

Jason stumbled out of bed, shaking his head like he was trying to clear it. "I'm gonna take a shower."

After he left, I turned back to see Ethan lying there, one arm under his head, staring at me.

I was annoyed. "Seriously? How do you mess this up? Sleeping in the wrong room with the wrong person must be your thing, huh?"

Ethan smirked, pulled me back down, and rolled over to face me. "You never sleep still. Did you grope around last night?"

Honestly, I had no clue who I was hugging in my sleep. "How would I know? I was out cold, just like you, drunk and clueless."

Ethan's face darkened, and he tightened his grip on my waist. "Sleeping and being drunk aren't the same! Fess up, did you practice driving in your dreams last night?" Talking about dream driving was embarrassing, but the way he asked made me laugh.

Seeing me laugh made him even madder, so he shut me up with a kiss. I could still taste the booze on his lips.

We messed around on the bed, making the already messy sheets even worse.

The crazy thing was, this didn't change anything between us. It was like nothing happened. And really, nothing did.

By the time I went downstairs to make breakfast, they had both changed and come down.

had a meeting this morning and bailed without

suitcase, saying he was off on another one

pinched my cheek. "What's with the face? Gonna miss

trying to play it cool. "Nah,

he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. His voice, all low

admit it, but yeah,

off and turned to face him, all serious. "You guys drink a lot on these trips, right? With your drinking habits, ending

just brought

sat across from me, still smiling. "If

of milk, then put it down and said casually, "It's not that I don't trust you. Just reminding

and gave a mock

was probably the kind of life I wanted-hanging out together, having breakfast, laughing, and joking. It seemed simple, but if we could do

real problems, like Victor never accepting me or how hard it was for me to

right now, I let myself believe they were

left for his trip, I was chilling at home reading when he called. He said he left his desk key at home and needed me to grab a document for Piper,

back to the room, found his key on the bedside

soon as I stepped out of the elevator, Piper rushed up to

into Ethan's office, plopped down at his desk, and used

to spot. As

it up, I felt a mix of emotions.

and saw bookmarks and pen marks inside. I thought, 'He must be reading this in his office when he has some downtime. He really wants a kid. So, when he saw my medical report, he must've been super disappointed. But

gentle knock on the door snapped me out of it. Piper stood there,

the book back, locked the

I kept thinking maybe I shouldn't give up so easily. With modern medicine being so advanced, lots of people get treated

but

school, there was a woman in her forties named Eloise Butler in

into a divorce by her

couldn't get pregnant, would

said her friend remarried and, after seeing a famous doctor,

doctor, which hospital?"

She leaned in, gossiping, "Are you married? Got any

the info about this famous doctor, I had

Many marriages fall apart because of infertility. I'm soft-hearted and know where that doctor is; I'll take you

what Linda

of hope, I decided to give it a shot. After finishing the driving

it was too late, so I suggested going another day. But Eloise was insistent, looking super

into her husband's

the city, and the further we went, the more uneasy I felt. I couldn't help