Valerie’s POV
It was nearly midnight when a knock startled me up from my bed. I had no idea how I had gotten into my bed, and how I managed to get home.
I stood up and quickly checked outside, my car was parked outside. Did I drive home myself? The knock on the door came again.
Who was at the door?
I didn’t remember the last time I had an unexpected visitor like this. The steady knock had caused my heart to race in panic. I was too scared to ask who was at the door.
The room was still blurry and I could hardly remember what happened some hours back. The only thing I could remember was falling into a man’s arm. But I couldn’t remember the face that scooped me into his arm.
I had too much to drink, my breath still stinks with the smell of alcohol.
I managed to struggle my way t
