Kirsty's heart raced as panic began to surge through her veins. She looked around the unfamiliar room, her mind desperately trying to make sense of her surroundings. The realization slowly sank in that she wasn't in her own room or even in familiar territory. The sight of the room, adorned with luxurious furnishings and a hint of a masculine touch, further deepened her confusion.
She examined herself, her eyes widening as she took in the oversized shirt that enveloped her body. It was a shirt that she didn't recognize, and it was clear that she had been dressed in it while she slept. The realization caused her cheeks to flush with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but wonder how she ended up in this situation.
Her mind raced, trying to retrace her steps from the previous night. Flashe
