A few hours ago, none of this had felt real to Erin. Her head was still spinning, and each step felt like she was walking on a soft mattress. Everywhere she looked, faint rainbow shadows danced before her eyes.
For a moment, she thought she might be losing her mind. The long line of exes who had swept her off her feet and made her feel like she was floating had never made her feel this light without the help of a drink!
As her body sank into the warm bathwater, clarity returned. Her vision sharpened, and she looked around at the pink floral-scented bubbles surrounding her. She was in an all-white bathroom in her villa. She wasn’t dreaming.
“Oh my God…” She whispered, pressing both palms to her cheeks. Was it real? Was she really dating Amir? Did that mean… he was hers? And she was his?
