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BLAIR'S POV

I woke up on the plane, feeling a bit dizzy. I barely had any memories, and my head ached terribly.

It took a couple of minutes to recollect my last memory; a drink from Brian.

‘Were we still on the trip to Singapore?’

‘Damn! How long was this trip?’

I gathered myself together, getting out of my seat, walking back, where I heard voices arising from.

I found a tall, fair lady, with brown, bouncy hair and a banging shape from behind, sitting beside Steven, in an opposite direction.

The legs of a man sticking in between her opened legs.

‘Please, don't be Brian,’ I prayed, even though Steven's fearful look confirmed my suspicion.

She had her breasts in his face, covering it, but her face was bent towards his and they appeared locked in a kiss from my view.

“What is going on here?” I asked.

I struggled to stay coordinated, so they didn't notice how shaky I was. I also struggled to process a million emotions at the same time.

The sting of betrayal, rage, the pain of a h