No, I didn't seduce him. I dragged myself off the floor, my legs shaky, only for Alice, eyes full of contempt, to slap me hard across the face and storm off in tears.
Ellentt, still swaying from the alcohol, got up and straightened his clothes, then staggered after her.
My cheek burned like fire, and my heart felt like it was being twisted in knots, the pain sharp and relentless.
As Ellentt ran after Alice, everything that had just happened felt like some surreal dream—until Alice's slap jolted me back to reality. This was no dream.
I was utterly drained, my body begging for rest. All I wanted was to collapse on the bed and sleep, hoping that maybe when I woke up, all of this would just be some bad dream.
I stepped out of the room, only to find Ellentt standing by the door, rubbing hi
