On The Wrong Bed; The Twin Brother's Secret
That the prestigious Lucas Hale had left his fiancée to collapse on a cold floor like a stray.
“Food… I'm hungry.” She muttered in her voice… hoarse, pushing herself up slowly, her body heavy, her head pounding. She made her way toward the door, but her legs buckled beneath her. She caught the wall, struggling to stay upright. Each step felt like dragging a body twice her weight.
“Is anybody there?” She cried for help, but her voice was less audible to reach her own ear.
But she couldn't give up; even though her body was failing her, she was so hungry she couldn't hold it. Just as she reached the hallway, a tall figure appeared before her.
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