ELENA. I stirred in my sleep while my phone rang loudly. I groaned, reaching out for the table where I usually kept my phone but it was just sheets and a soft bed. I tried to move while the ringing persisted, but something held me back. Or rather, someone. The hand felt bigger and heavier than Rhea's, and Rhea doesn't even like cuddles. Caleb? My eyes opened slowly and I took my environment in. Taking in the semi-dark room. It looked unfamiliar, and I tried moving again but the same hand held me in place. I turned sideways, but the face I saw wasn't Caleb's. The tattooed arm around my waist, pinning me in place, pulled all forgotten memories back. Rhea and Caleb on Caleb's bed, Rhea's words, Caleb's, walking under the torrential rain, waking up in the hospital, going back home, and deciding to go to the club to ease whatever heaviness was in my chest. And then this man. I might've been under the strong influence of alcohol, but I knew I had been all over him. Rubbing and touch
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