Not even the moans, and the groans of Dominic and her mother could distract Laura from her thoughts. It had been two hours since she'd left Ethan's room.
She didn't know why she felt like she'd taken a depressant. For some reason, she didn't like the idea of Ethan loving someone else.
She felt she found herself a masterpiece to keep, but alas, that masterpiece had long been claimed by someone else, and for a split second, she could say she wished he wouldn't regain his memories back.
Laura's elbows ached on the cold, hard floor. Dominic and her mother were commiting i****t in the other chamber, and she'd opened the door slightly, wedged her phone in between, before laying under a clothed table, her hand stretching out to hold her phone. She told herself she'd get just a snippet of wha
