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~Aoife~

I awoke with a pounding head. Xander was sleeping beside me. I groaned in agony, feeling as if a cannon had exploded in my head. I shouldn't have consumed that much alcohol.

I scanned his face and wondered how I fell in love with this man. As much as I love him, I am scared to get my heart broken by him.

I stood up and walked towards the bathroom, where I saw I was not wearing anything.

Great, so I slept with him even when I was angry with him. I rolled my eyes, but my aching body and the glow on my face after an intense moment with him made me feel happy. Whatever it was, I would talk to him, and we would sort everything out. I showered and wrapped my body in a clean towel just to go out and search for last night’s dress.

I found the dress, but it was hard to discover my other belongings that needed to be worn under it.

“Where did he throw them?” I muttered and looked under the bed, where undergarments were found.

I took them out as I looked closely. They were definitely not