Chapter 8

Everyone said they were a perfect match, made for each other.

I had imagined Jack Sullivan might fall for someone else, but I never thought my best friend would also like him.

I don't know how long I stayed in the bathroom, but Sophia and her friend had long gone silent.

I stood up and walked out, my feet numb and stumbling.

I looked at myself in the mirror, red-eyed and disheveled.

I washed my face and prepared to go home.

As soon as I walked out the main door, I found the handsome young man from earlier standing at the entrance.

"You..."

The young man was wearing a sporty outfit and carrying a gym bag.

He exuded the sunny charm of a college athlete.

"Waiting for you," he said.

As I walked over, my high heel twisted and I nearly fell.

"Careful!"

The young man caught me just in time.

I took out a wad of cash from my purse and handed it to him.

He hesitated, then took it and stuffed it back into my bag.

"Big sis, no need for money."

I narrowed my eyes slightly and smiled:

"Consider it a tip for keeping me company today."

Before I could see his expression, I took out my car keys to open the door.

But he snatched the keys from me.

"I haven't been drinking. I'll drive you home."

I was taken aback for a moment, then pulled out a few more bills from my purse and handed them to him.

He took them this time, saying with a smile: "Consider it a chauffeur fee."

He drove very carefully the whole way, occasionally stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror.

"Big sis, my name is Ethan Guthrie."

My head was spinning, so I just responded lazily.

"Mmm, got it."

I closed my eyes and unknowingly fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself...