GIFT'S POV
I had no idea why I was here.
After what happened at that hotel, I should have stayed far away, buried myself in my work, and pretended that night never existed. But here I was, standing outside the grand hotel, preparing to step into the very place where my past and present would collide.
Two weeks had passed since that night—the night I let my past haunt me again, the night I made the biggest mistake of my life. I had worked so hard to bury those memories, to pretend they never existed, yet one foolish decision had brought them crashing back with brutal force.
I had been drunk, yes. But I still knew it was him.
He was my second one-night stand.
And the irony of it all? Both times, it had been with the same man.
The very thought made my stomach twist but I couldn’t forge
