Megan's pov
FLASHBACK CONTINUES.
I awoke in a room that was distinctly unfamiliar, yet bore the unmistakable mark of Bryan's confined taste.
The decor was elegant, characterized by muted tones, sophisticated furnishings, and a faint hint of expensive cologne lingering in the air.
It was clear that I had found myself in Bryan's sanctuary, a place I had never seen before. A mixture of intrigue and disorientation swirled within me as I surveyed my surroundings.
To my surprise, I wasn't alone.
'You are surprised?' I heard a mocking tone in my head.
"Yes, anyone can be surprised," I said as I brushed it off and gazed at the person beside me.
All the memories of last night came flooding, I was very scared. The nightmare felt so real, and Bryan, I gazed down at him.
Bryan lay beside me
