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.

this morning and bailed

down lugging a suitcase, saying he was off on another

quiet, Ethan walked over and pinched my cheek. "What's with the face?

it

he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. His voice, all low and magnetic, whispered in my ear, "You better

but yeah, it felt kinda

serious. "You guys drink a lot on these trips, right? With your drinking habits, ending up in the wrong room with the wrong person must be a regular thing, huh?" Ethan gave me that roguish grin.

Even though you just brought Jason to the wrong room, it's basically the same. If it happens again, I wouldn't

"If you're so worried, why not come

that I don't trust you. Just reminding you not to

his fork and gave a mock

I thought, this was probably the kind of life I wanted-hanging out together, having breakfast, laughing, and joking. It seemed simple,

think about real problems, like Victor never accepting me or

have to face those issues someday, right now,

reading when he called. He said he left

his key on the

soon as I stepped out of the elevator, Piper rushed up to me, looking like she'd

strolled into Ethan's office, plopped down at his desk,

to spot. As

mix of

has some downtime. He really wants a kid.

out of it. Piper stood there,

put the book back, locked the drawer, and handed her

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

planned to visit a specialized hospital, but

there was a woman in her forties named Eloise Butler in the same car. She loved to chat, especially about other people's

was talking about a friend who got forced into a divorce by her husband because she couldn't have kids. It

couldn't get pregnant, would I face

friend remarried and, after seeing

famous doctor,

gaze piercing. She leaned in, gossiping,

info about this famous doctor, I had to be honest. "Yeah, I'm married, but

marriages fall apart because

words hit me right in the feels. Thinking of what Linda said, I couldn't imagine a future with

I decided to give it a shot.

was too late, so I suggested going another day. But Eloise was insistent, looking super enthusiastic. "For something like this, the sooner the treatment, the better. Delaying a day is just

into her husband's

went, the more uneasy I felt. I couldn't help but ask, "Eloise, where's this doctor?