Broken legs

Junia’s P.O.V

I jolted awake as a sweat tracked down my face. Was it all a dream?

“It was too real to be a dream!”

Why was I dressed in a bridal gown with three men surrounding me? Ethan, Nicholas, and a man whose face was blurred.

Who was he?

I ran my hands through my hair frustratedly, muttering under my breath. “I must have been so drunk yesterday for me to start dreaming about nonsense! Only Ethan and Nicholas are in the equation…..” I attempted to stand up from the bed when someone’s hand grabbed my wrist swiftly.

I froze in that instant! Who was that? Wait! Where was I?

Slowly, I turned my head to the man who was on the bed with me and when my gaze fell on his face, my hands flew over my mouth, my eyes almost bulging out of its sockets when the memories of yesterday night flooded my head.

“I had sex with Ethan” I gulped. The worst thing was that I was the one who initiated every single thing that happened between us.

“What have I done” I slammed my forehead.

Ethan snugg