My Beautiful Obsession

Junia’s P. O. V

My eyes fluttered open slowly as a groan left my lips. I tossed and turned on the bed, amidst stretching as well but while I did all of that, I couldn't help but notice something weird about the bed that I slept on.

There was just something about this bed that I couldn't decipher. Why did it feel familiar and unfamiliar at the same time?

“This doesn't seem like my bed” I muttered to myself, my gaze fixed on the clock that ticked slowly.

At that very moment, the aroma of bacon and omelet wafted through my nostrils. Now that I thought about it , this felt freaking weird as well.

When the realization dawned on me, I sprang up from the bed, swiveling my gaze around the whole room!

“Shit!!!!” I almost screamed, my hands flying over my mouth to control the gasps that almost left my lips.

What the fuck was wrong with me! Why did I even follow Ethan to his home and how was I that shameless to even come to this same room?

I hit my hands on my head. “You are stupid Junia,